by jojo52
@ 2005-12-04 - 10:03:57
Electra sat at the bottom of the stairs gazing up at Mary with the ‘pleading-for-breakfast’ eyes. It was odd that Electra was down stairs at all in fact and didn’t bode well. Mary came haltingly down the stairs fully expecting to find a chewed and bloody present somewhere on the route to the kitchen. And there it was…a grungy squished mouse, which Electra walked past without a second sniff. Mary sighed and reached for the kitchen roll and tearing off two sheets of it carefully scooped up the cold little corpse and pushed it into the rubbish bin. Electra was not impressed with having to wait a moment longer than necessary for her breakfast which this morning was a delicious gourmet meal of minced goose in a tin tray.
2005-12-10 @ 11:35