doctorgrey
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Try as I might, I still have no cat. However: Just walking to the postbox it's dark and chilly, (It's 22:00 here, I live in an urban, densly populated area, not very savoury) I saw my aging Indian neighbour (female) outside, 'walking her cats'. Poppy & Billy. They are the reason that she is able to walk at the moment, as she has been very ill, also had a knee replacement, for which she has not been able to excercise due to previous illness. They wait at the door at nine pm for the Lady to 'take them out' Then I bumped into the hisband rounding the corner... he was looking for his wife whom had roamed too far. I found this rather nice - quite a thing for a heartless dead-soul like myself. As you were DrG
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