Catastrophe 06 Thursday Mar 2014 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ 10 Comments I once had a cat called McDuff, Who never could get quite enough, Of a crisp brown paper sheet, To wrap in from his head to his feet, He just loved all that stationery stuff! 51.426481 -0.068691 Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
This is just awesome. True? Didn’t you have a dog named McSomething? You need to diversify and name some O’Whatever… 🙂
I did, Magregor!
That is hilarious – crazy cat!
Yes indeed ! But typical!
Oh I love this and I love cats! I’m glad I’ve found you on the A to Z list 🙂
– Andrea
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Pleased to meet you Miss Andi. I will have to seek you out on the A-Z list too! Thanks for the follow!
So cute! That said, did you always find the cat? I would never, ever think of looking in the stationery!
They like small spaces
Boxes and bags and tiny spaces. Always the best places to find missing cats 🙂
Couldn’t agree more