A few nights ago we discovered that the other feline resident at Millbrooker Towers is not only an attention seeking tart, but will do almost anything for a liquorice allsort (suitably broken up into cat-sized pieces). After this discovery we decided it best if he spent the rest of the evening outside in case of digestive backfiring.
Strangely I find myself reminded of Matt's friend Royston.
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