I've got one strange pussycat on my hands. A cat who likes to play tag and hide and seek...eh OK identity crisis?! Just been running up and down my terrace (about 50 m long) hiding behind plants and such, with a cat on my tail... And to make this night even stranger our chase had it's own theme-song played by a practicing brass band nearby. I felt a bit like Charly Chaplin and expected to hear someone shout "You're on candid camera." Of course no one came and witnessed our strange interlude, real life is so much more bizarre than anyone can think of.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Playing Tag
I've got one strange pussycat on my hands. A cat who likes to play tag and hide and seek...eh OK identity crisis?! Just been running up and down my terrace (about 50 m long) hiding behind plants and such, with a cat on my tail... And to make this night even stranger our chase had it's own theme-song played by a practicing brass band nearby. I felt a bit like Charly Chaplin and expected to hear someone shout "You're on candid camera." Of course no one came and witnessed our strange interlude, real life is so much more bizarre than anyone can think of.
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Candid camera would say, oh, look, one happy person, isn't it good to see happy people? That's what candid camera would say. Loved the other 2 posts.
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