Fisherking

By Fisherking

......Grandad, we're pussy cats............

My day started well............and then nose dived. As the temperature rose my leg began to swell...........so by the afternoon I  could barely move.

These two as usual came to my rescue.......pretending to be cats. The rest of the tribe rallied round and we had a pleasant...........if unconventional, meal.

This evening D and B insisted on taking me for a beer......it took me 10 minutes to force a shoe on...........we played cards.......and talked. I  had two beers and felt the effects.........because I'm out of practice.

They kept me out until after midnight.....I  think I  may pay for it tomorrow.

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