I shouted "Four" but he didn't duck in time.

Just watched my two killer cats exchange pleasantries with a hedgehog in the gloom of nightfall. They've obviously met before, felt the wrath of the prickles, and decided friendship was the best way forward.

Meanwhile, we have discovered, through Aberdeenshire Council's new cashless catering sinister spyware for evil parents, that Sam has been living on a biscuit each day this week, instead of eating any sort of meal. There have been words,
big mutha is watching you Sam.