May 26th 2014 10:41 pm
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Mum went to her barbecue yesterday. On the way she stopped off to pick up a friend, Stephanie, who has four cats. I think two is enough so hope she didn't get any ideas.
Mum was saying that her favourite is the Black Prince of McCleod or Prince to his friends. He is a Norwegian Forest cat and has the biggest fluffiest tail mum has ever seen. She says next time she goes she'll take a photo but she didn't have a camera.
Stephanie was saying that Prince isn't very bright. He's ten months old and still hasn't really worked out how she likes things. Mum admits to looking at her blankly. She's pretty sure we know how she likes things but whether we would ever act on that is another matter!
Anyway off to the barbecue they went and got very lucky with the weather. It stayed dry while they cooked and ate and while they went for a walk (not hunting, just walking - I did check as that seemed very odd!) And they came back just as the rain started.
It was pretty damp by the time mum came home but I needed a run so I went out. Mum was in the kitchen when I came back and she opened my door and said "You're not bringing that in."
I glanced round. "Not what?" I could see nothing.
But she had gone. She reappeared with tissue in her hand and was reaching for my hear. "Oy!" I didn't like that so darted past her and after me she ran. And then she stopped and stooped down with her tissue, "Gotcha!"
Out she went. A small slug had been riding on my head, I imagine he was after the warmth and comfort of my home but mum was having none of it.
It's pretty damp again this morning so I'll go and see if I can find him and give him another chance.
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My Mum went ew gross when she read it was a slug. Way to go mate. I am trying to catch bugs in the garden but haven't had any luck will let you know when I do.