Furry Bits

Correct. Naturally. (Myself Invariably Is.) They were out all Saturday and Sunday selling things. And apparently buying things too - Quite a lot of items adorning the kitchen table yesterday evening. Including a long, white, very thin, furry Thing with a few black bits hanging from it and a tantalising smell. Myself attempted to hook it off the table with a delicate paw but was prevented rather forcibly. (It must therefore be Very Important to Them and thus requires further investigation.)

Is No Closer to discovering the Secret of OLAHF which now looks like an encrusted ball of long fur. And definitely rustles as it prowls from bush to bush under the hedge.

The squirrels returned to Her crocus bulbs and TB scattered them. All over the garden. And then sat, smugly guarding the bulbs with a smirk not quite hidden amongst the grey fur in its mouth.