Or as Guido first said, "Vermin! I'm going kill you!" After Guido's ruckus and the sound of him making toothpicks out of what's left of my headboard, as I ran into the bedroom I caught the last glimpse of a furry object walking the fence line. I went out to check and discovered my Egyptian Princess* calmly sitting in the yard informing me that there was no food where it was suppose to be (she also implied I was a miserable servant). I pointed out that I knew she had moved up and across the road. I'd seen her a few times in charge of the big yard in front of the big house. It was always nice to see her, even if she hadn't been to see me (or my food bowl) in the better part of a year. Not one to be distracted by trivial details, she informed that there was no food where it was suppose to be (she also implied that I was a miserable servant). I mentioned that she looked good - well fed, healthy, nice coat. Not one to be distracted by trivial details, she informed that there was no food where it was suppose to be (she also implied that I was a miserable servant). And so I went inside and came back with a fine seafood meal, the sterling silver, the crystal, the fine Irish linen and I laid out a feast fit for an Egyptian Princess. As she ate I heard her mention although that was better, I was still a miserable servant.mhtruck* for those who don't remember her story: Feral, gorgeous, dilute calico with “eyeliner” that would make an Egyptian Princess jealous, hence her name (http://tinyurl.com/b8yg78a). Mom of a couple of the kittens that have passed through and been adopted. Classic Female of the Species. Found my services entirely unacceptable during her stay (recovery from spay as part of TNR program).
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