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the stewed apple and custard surprise? I mean, Roz Philibuster down at Grunge Catering, declares it's made of the very finest, smartest, ingredients. No need for anything other than a bit of elbow grease, 💪 with you piling pies into an oven..me,meanwhile, will carry out vet checks in conjunction with Riannon Corpuscle, the vet from Claws and Paws animal suite in Bexley..she's quite a swell dude and ...' 'And..what..?', asked Rosie, sudd...

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get around to what matters..cat care, feeding vegetables to a bewitched public, and ensuring the kitty community is well looked after. After that, I couldn't give a .....

is the wrong.message to offer the discerning public', I said, ' and even to the less discerning , it offers doubt, lack of integrity, a type of sexualised delusion..thankfully, we have a beautiful woman...Rosie..but if certain wily men were to take Pussy Galore literally, they may even....

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looking up..' Daddy appeared, clutching an umbrella. 'What is going on?..I tried....

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'thoroughly unsuitable for a cat, do you expect that my cat Tiddles survives on such bilge?' Ruffled somewhat, Rosie asked Moira , ' on what grounds are you saying my food is rubbish? Pray tell, are you on of a select band, those lovers of haute cuisine, so passe as they so truly are, or are you an undercover reporter for the unholy, unwholesome, rag, The Scum, a tabloid known...

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, some, like grey little Truffalo, and ginger big Bonesio, still wanted to investigate what Johnny's weird invited paying guests were eating. One day,at 12 midday sharp, Moira Funnell, a 🫖 teapot designer from Cleckheaton, wailed in surprise as Jackie, a Felix black and white, was licking her pile of cottage cheese as it lay primly waiting, by the side of pickled dill and Japanese radish. 'Oh you aaaarr beautiful, aren't you dear. ?', opined Moira, gritting her teeth as sharp clawed feet began kneading dough on her, as cats🐈....

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that was a wise idea, all told', I said, hoping that nobody would notice if we just reverted the name to Johnny and Rosie's Cat Cafe and Emporium, a name I thought showed...

hung up and resumed her daily duties. With a handle like Pussy Galore cat cafe, she mused, is it possible the cretin rang up thinking it's a house of ill repute? 'Johnny, a weird....

'all I was asking was a fish head for a kitten ,never too much to ask..' Meanwhile, Rosie was sat doing the admin in the office, when, out of the blue, a call came in....a staccato voice rang out. 'Is this..Discard your Vestments Cattery?' The voice was male,austere,and

, and when PC Collar McCatchem, 43, from Dunstable, arrived, with Detective Myonly Hope, 32,Brixham born, things were so fish orientated, that even Bjorn Aloser, 54, of Trondheim, whosuffered from chronic loss of smell, post Covid era, was holding his proboscis and moaning about the sheer lack...

bring an average of 2 cats to Stinkhole Way, and by 3pm Bill O'Brien's shop was surrounded by disappointed, demanding, cats, and happy, entertained hoomans. Gabrielle Portmanteau, 43, of Welcome Kitties Home, from Bristol, was on the microphone. Jack Fishbreath, from Chingford, 31, a worker at O'Brien's, opined that, given the situation, Bill ought to give spare,rotting, fish heads to every kitty, ' to quieten down the furore, I mean it's

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freshly grilled cod, dogfish, and tinned salmon chunks from Aldi. On the day of the protest, all local cat 🐈 people were astounded to be roused from their Eastenders watching torpor, by someone knocking on the door at 11am, to invite 'your cats', to a demonstration tonight outside Bill O'Brien's fish monger on Stinkhole Avenue, please wrap a scarf around the kitties as it'll be cold. 'Protesting against the amazing cost of fish, we believe that all cats ought to be receiving free sardines at wholesale fishy type holes such as O'Brien's...after all, it's not every.....

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