Breaking Cat News by Georgia Dunn for May 11, 2016
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May 12, 2016
Transcript:
Lupin: The Woman made corned beef. Here's Puck with more! Lupin: Puck? Puck: It's meat, right? Elvis: Puck, it's your report. What do you observe? Puck: It's not corn. It's not beef. It smells like dead socks. Lupin: Elvis, any signs of leprechauns at the Toddler's trap? Elvis: Nothing. It might as well be a 'Keep out leprechauns' sign. Beatrix: Are leprechauns a problem in this house? Elvis: They seem to be seasonal. The Robber Mouse: This isn't gold, it's chocolate.
Our local Mistress Of All She Surveys likes corned beef. Of course, it is proper Australian corned beef, and smells no worse than half-dead socks. We only let her have a tiny scrap, because it is very salty.
But leprechauns? They are Irish, not American, and Georgia lives in America. (I know lots of Americans pretend to be Irish because some ancestor came from Ireland, but that won’t move the leprechauns.)