soggy moggy.

carnage

that describes my dining room today. It looked like someone had exploded a pillow on the floor. Turned out is was a pigeon that Tootie was gaurdind, very dead and very messy. Myrtle trying to get it back (having already nicked it off Mo from next door). Fatty looked like he had bathed in its innards, blood everywhere. The house stank of dead pigeon and hunting cat, yuck.

We had to bath the old man as all his white bib was no longer white....