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Every morning dear clever Freddie lets me know
the kettle is boiling. Its also how I know its time
to clip his claws. Forensics; tiny holes on the upper
right leg of jeans and work pants match his paw
prints which match the pin holes in my thigh.
And now, caught in the act, photo evidence. =^..^=
PS: DNA match found in claw clippings
If I was being examined by forensic scientists after my murder, I always picture one noting the unusual defensive wounds and another say, no, she's a booby-trapped cat owner!
ReplyDeleteEven bruises....
ReplyDeleteTZ head butts me to roll over at night.
Fred "trampolines" on my middle to wake me up.
If TZ is sitting on me and the phone rings... he
leaves traction marks across my belly.
Good to hear from you, Ediew.