In which the pond celebrates Our Homeric Henry, gets distracted by the
frontier wars, and turns to Vlad the sociopath for a shining example of how
to do a colonial invasion ...
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It didn't matter what the pompous ponce, Our Homeric Henry, was
pontificating about today, there was no way that the pond could reduce him
to a few st...
7 hours ago

2 comments:
Oh yes indeedy. My feline daughter only goes outside so she can have a few minutes of ecstatic rolling on hot concrete and...for her cat grass.
They always look so content after it's done its job, no?
Actually, I'd much rather grass than what I suspect was rabbit barfed up on my daughter's doona cover the other day. If they must do it at all inside the house.
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