Look at lady muck here, Sunny chilling out in front the fire. I wish I were a cat, just laying about all day and doing exactly as you please.......could be the start of a poem there...a bit of a Pam Ayres thing going on... "Oh I wish I looked after me cat" (she says teeth) but I think cat could go well there too!!!...Dont tell me you cant remember
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