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Jun. 9th, 2012 08:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
woolymonkeyI couldn't get Humbug to come in tonight so I went down the garden to see if he'd got stuck in a tree or been cornered by one of the farm cats. I found him crouched over a freshly killed pheasant.
He let me bring it, and him, in and was apparently happy to trade it for a pouch of Whiskas. Sunday lunch at the monkey house will be pheasant casserole.
He let me bring it, and him, in and was apparently happy to trade it for a pouch of Whiskas. Sunday lunch at the monkey house will be pheasant casserole.
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Date: 2012-06-10 09:26 am (UTC)*stares meaningfully at
Hurrah for Humbug! And pheasant casserole, nom!
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Date: 2012-06-10 02:02 pm (UTC)