oh dear...

Perhaps this will not surprise our loyal reader, but we were sitting in Ms Gypsy Tart's garden having a glass of wine earlier this evening when who should walk past, none other than Fluff with a little mouse in her mouth. Fortunately, for the mouse, Mr Rock Cake, man of action, who is going kayaking in Italy tomorrow, was able to rescue the poor little creature before Fluff, who's a cat by the way, had the chance to take him away to her private torture chamber. The poor wee thing was terrified, but he was still willing to pose for a couple of photos before Mr Rock Cake threw him into the next garden. Did you know that mice bounce?