Yesterday was Violet Crumbleruff's first unsupervised day outdoors. It didn't take her long to get into the swing of things and, never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she was soon off and out of sight. We checked the street every now and then to make sure she wasn't decorating it as some kind of floor mat.
When evening fell she proved to be a very elusive and uncooperative beast. She was impervious to all of Grumpy's enticements to come inside. He eventually gave up and a little while later I heard him whistling the theme tune from The Flintstones. We both started singing:
Someday maybe Grump will win the fight
Then that cat will stay in for the night
Not long after that he got some meat cooking and the absent beast suddenly materialised, mewling, at the back door.
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