Tuesday, 24 April 2012

A meeting of the Parish Debating Society, or Tom Kitten meets Benjamin Bunny

This one's got an 18 certificate, so, children, look away now.

Tom Kitten, (or Thomas Cat, as he now wishes to be known), would seem to have had a meeting with a Mr B. Bunny.

That this happened, and that the meeting did not end at all well for the latter, was evidenced by my discovery of a severed rabbit's foot in the companionway when I got home tonight.

Then there was the small pile of guts in the bathroom......

Then China emerged from hiding with most of the rest of the late Mr Bunny in her mouth, which she kindly deposited on my pillow with a "See what I got for you, Daddy!!" look on her face.....

Too kind.

Anyway, the various body parts were given a decent and immediate sea-burial, although I was not, as is customary, able to put the last stitch through the nose as it was sewn into a canvas hammock with a cannon ball at it's feet.

There is a very simple reason for this.

The nose-half of the rabbit hasn't turned up yet.

It may do yet, though I have checked all the hidey-holes I can think of.

Including my boots and shoes........

My best hope is that the rest of Mr B. is now inside Thomas, who is looking distinctly mumchance.

Indeed, I'd almost go as far to say that he looks as if he's eaten something that that didn't agree with him.

That'll teach the local wildlife to get into a debate with our Thomas!


  1. Les said don't worry about not being able to find the Bunny's nose; YOUR nose may find it soon enough! Thanks for another entertaining moment!

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