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a trail of paw prints
dispersed over the wet floor
floral porcelain shards
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a trail of paw prints
dispersed over the wet floor
floral porcelain shards
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Hope that isn’t true but I can see it happening so easily.
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it isn’t…but yes…seemed very real 🙂
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high tea brought low
cheers
jzb
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Spot on – couldn’t have said better! 🙂
It is nice to see you again, JZB!
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aww!
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Oh dear hope all is well Ese?
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This was a bit imaginary scene, Sue – my cat is too…polite for tricks like these but years ago…who knows, might have happened as well 🙂
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I really treasure my porcelain blows and and mugs and wouldn’t be happy at all should they break. Glad it’s imaginary. A good one at that! 🙂
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