Oooo! fat kitten nom nom nom edible thought C
Brilliant thanks, I hadn't thought of that because the little bits, which are now mostly in my trousers, look so innocuous. Mr C not that fat, naturally a very large cat.
Slave uprising at the charity. Volunteers, not me, half-dead are sick of having one day off at Easter while paid staff get 4. Mind you I only managed 4 hours today and have just weaved home. I hope I get thinner, have pecs like Arnie from all the hauling.
They can be a bit tough - when I passed out the other day (on rag bags so fine) I came round to, looming, the manager's shadow which said disapprovingly 'I suppose you could probably go home a bit early'.
Not even a mug of water, tsk.