Sep
26
I was bottling a load of home made wine the other evening, using up the new bottles I bought when we ran out.
Being extremely fond of cardboard, as soon as there was a suitably sized gap, Iggy placed himself upon it and complained loudly until all the bottled were removed. Then he curled up and slept on the cardboard for some time, rendering the chopping board utterly useless.
Result, really.
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