He sat on the mat all bright eyed and bushy tailed
but the other half of him was sad because he had failed.
He failed to do what he was surposed to do and that put
the cat to the end of the queue.
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God knows where you get your ideas from, but for sure they work. The ending to this was totally unexpected. Can't say that too often. Patrick xx
That is lovely Sylvia. My Grandmother bred canaries and they were lovely to listen too. A sad story and a true one, they were used down the mines to detect gas. May he rest in peace. He certainly wasn't a coward. Bless him. Love an d hugs Ernestine XXX
What a lovely story, but very sad too. Very memorable write, Sylvia. Love, Sandra