Saturday, June 14, 2008


Potty

Flattie has finally gone potty.

The Flatcats came down for lunch "the fishing's fucked anyway" was the excuse, and on our way to Classic Flyers after lunch, he espied a pot shop.

On the way back he made a stop and was very happy to become the proud owner of two very sexy and slender white pots for his courtyard at a knock down price. To replace a pair of naff frogs. Say no more...please.

What he didn't realise until he got back to pick them up was that he wasn't the only one who had espied something that took their fancy - Mrs Flatcat had, too.

And he'd planned all the packing for the journey home in his head advance too, I bet...

I think it looks great, Mrs Cat had fab taste!



Poor bastard reckons we are trouble together. Ha! He's forgotten his WOTW tickets already.

5 comments:

Flattie said...

And they are all large enough to hide a body in...... Hmmmmmm..... Interesting...

Tish said...

Messy and time consuming, though :0)

Flattie said...

but satisfying....

Tish said...

Sort of like the opposite of the Egyptian embalming process where they draw the brain out through the nose or whatever.

But more, um, primitive.

Bit cold this time of year too.

Flattie said...

An I bet that a skull & crossbones will look a shitload better than a poncy Norwegian flag too


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