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30 January 2016 at
18:16
On the
landing I encounter Thunderthighs lumbering up the stairs. He pauses
for a breather -
"Fooo I'm stuffed"
I
enquired what he'd had for tea; we'd done our usual chippy run.
"Well
I ate my tea, Ferretfingers didn't finish his so I did, except for the bit of
fish I gave the cat, and I've had a biscuit."
"That's
just gluttony Thunderthighs" then, mostly to myself as I descended the
stairs "Thank goodness you've not found beer."
"And
I never will" with a prim look on his face, then a sideways glance
"unless you or Dad offer me some."
🍺🍺🍺
Whenever
his father or I have offered him beer, or any other alcoholic beverage, he’s
refused with a very proper “lips that touch liquor will never touch mine”
expression on his face.
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