So I caught Mr. Tucket, once again, with his beloved Mr. Wrinkles. Just the two of them. Havin' a little pow wow. Sharing a few stories like women gossiping across the back fence. Plotting how to get more food. Discussing where the best places to sleep were. Commiserating on their arthritis.
They were not happy at being interrupted.
They were not happy at being interrupted.
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