I from another country but I visit as tourist. I do not understand some of the strange way you foreigners have things. I will furnish you with example.
My wife and me we hire car to see the views around the country. We see big waterfall and wife photographed. We see other things. And when we pass through town the car ran over a cat. Of course I stopped and picked up cat and took it to house next to road.
“Oh,” screamed the lady. “That’s my Fluffy. Oh my poor Fluffy! You’ve killed my Fluffy!”
Very emotional lady. I thought it might have been the cat belonging to the house, which is why I came to ask if we could take it back to motel to cook for dinner.
Urk! You can’t go around killing cats in your wee stories!
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There’s been the occasional cat that has passed on over the last 1500 stories – but (as with all deaths) handled with a great deal of sensitivity.
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Humph.
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Bruce, I needed a good chuckle this evening. Thanks
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Glad to have tickled your fancy!
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Only a grumpy, discourteous family would refuse a decent dinner to a visiting tourist.
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I once refused a tourist from Benin a request to eat my pet flamingo – and have regretted it ever since…
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Oh Bruce, kill as many people as you want but leave the poor animals alone!
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I’ve just spent a sleepless night with a dog AND a cat!
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Ah so it was a revenge story, well don’t take it out on them in future 🙂
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No – I mentioned my sleepless night to illustrate how sensitive I am to their needs! The little darlings…
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I’m just grateful the Chihuahuas are safe! 🙂
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Let’s hope the Chihuahuas don’t start barking up the wrong tree.
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🚗 🐱
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