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Friday, 20 November 2009

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Three cheers for Mr. Bagshaw too. Some feline cuddly self-indulgence is much needed on a windy November night.
I remember that we already met the terrible Growltiger last year and Dark Puss was a bit scared by him. Look here:
http://booksdofurnisharoom.typepad.com/books_do_furnish_a_room/2008/10/skull-and-crossbones.html#comments
Compared to the fabulous Last Stand, the poem The Old Gumbie Cat sounds much more soothing, and soppy, and vapid, but that's just how this cat's life is.
Thank you again, we want definitely more of this!

Dark Puss loves these poems too, though you have chosen one of his least favourite to post here. I suspect DP sees himself as Macavity and others probably see him as Rum Tum Tugger.

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