Shame

Yesterday They both left at 5am to go to an antiques fair. Came back at lunch time with bags and bags of really interesting Stuff. Couple of telescopes, few ink bottles, a brass something that They couldn't figure out, and some very sharp scalpels. (He wanted to try one out on My fur but She prevented Him. Quite sternly.) Naturally Myself was up on the Kitchen table helping to unwrap it all. As a Kind Gesture She arranged the wrapping papers neatly for Myself to lie on. Gorgeous, fascinating and hitherto unknown smells emanated from it all and kept Me busy for ages. He had also bought a crystal ball. (? Why?) and carried it to the back door for a closer inspection. Shame the sun was shining brightly. Shame it burned His had through the crystal. And a shame He dropped it on His toe.