That Fish speaks Cat well enough to say “I am the toughest cat in this room” and cats believe it.
I suspect our Fishy would bite a cat taking liberties!
I am just too soppy with our lot
I let them win mostly…
Not bite, no: all that fur getting caught in the teeth, yuck.
I never thought of cat fur getting caught in a fish’s teefs - not nice to contemplate
Gawds
What an horrible thought.
I may well go back to bed…
Carinthia.xx
That would be Titi?
All the time!
A bundle of grey and scarlet fevvers with attitude rules the roost here in the west!
Noisily
Our Snow-boy likes other tools as well - this was observed while I was trying to polly-filla some surplus holes in the wall, and couldn’t find my filling knife:
Didn’t nail it down, did you. He might as well be a scaffolder.
Snortle.
A couple of former cats were obsessed with retractable tape-measures. The Ma’s late cat, a minor demon, used to get into workmen’s toolboxes and then Look at them.
That feckin cat needs no scaffold to climb things
Gus you like cats - would you like a gorgeous spotty ble eyed Bengal?
I don’t fink second-hand cat dealers are onto a winner, really. Mind you:
The answer is still no.
But the Oaf needs a friend…
Oh, he definitely does. Are you volunteering?
Today I have learnt a new phrase in Manx: royd oo lah, as cur lhiat dty chayt geayagh mayrt.
Trans: Get out of here, and take your flatulent cat with you.
I just thought that could be useful to some of you, in the light of the discussion above.
And just how did that phrase happen to fall in your way, dere?
Passed on by a fluent Manx speaker who delights in such things. The last one I remember (or don’t remember, but have been able to look it up again) was:
A) HONNICK MEE BEN VARREY SMOOKAL ER Y TRAIE MOGHREY JIU
B) NY CLETTYN AYD
a) I saw a mermaid smoking on the beach this morning
b) Your rocks (i.e. nonsense, bollocks)
Gus dear the Oaf is a city cat who would be lost here
TFM a flatulent Bengal is a dreadful thought
