Last Saturday I thought I’d find an apprentice for the Furbag since the RSPCA was having a program of free moggies. Apparently I can’t tell the difference between a cat and a table tennis table!
In the pouring rain, Dusty and I spent 15 minutes trying to get a packaged table tennis table into his car missing only by a couple of centimetres! Afer we revised our strategy, we were both soaked through and puzzling over how to hold it in the boot when a generous fellow offered us some rope without any prompting on our part. Following this we cautiously drove back home and constructed said table and no extra cat to be seen.
I can’t help but wonder what voodoo Furbag has been practising.