This is for anyone who can't keep on the topic. It's hard not to stray, but if we have 'no specific topic ' we can't go off topic.
It is good just to be able to wander and talk about other things.
I could have named it 'Waffle'. Then I couldn't go off topic.
Ulls it goes without saying, fingers crossed from me and Tracey, and all of us in Macmillan land for Monday.
As Alwayshope says:
Keep fighting.
Steve (SteveCam)
Gina, a guy from York just told us this true story.
His friend never really spoke to his neighbours, but one weekend they were going to be away, the guy's dog, an Alsatian came bounding up to him with a dead Rabbit in it's mouth.
He thought "S***", it's the neighbour's pet Rabbit! What will I do?
So he took the Rabbit from the dog, washed it, then dried it with a hairdryer, fluffed it out, then crept into the neighbour's garden and put the Rabbit in the hutch, sat it upright and closed the hutch door. Hoping nobody would notice!
The next day the neighbours came back, called on this bloke to ask if he had seen anything suspicious.
The reason was the pet Rabbit had died... before they had went away for the weekend, and they had buried it in the garden.
The dog must have dug it up. They couldn't understand how the Rabbit was back in the hutch again as if nothing had happened. The kids thought it was a zombie Rabbit!
He never told the neighbour what he had done!
Steve (SteveCam)
Steve, we’ve had a tortoise for almost 46 years (he woe up out of hibernation yesterday. When we lived in our old house we lost him! We looked high and low all around our garden. Then I looked over the fence into our neighbour’s garden. They were keen gardeners and grew all their own vegetables. I saw the tortoise right at the end of a row of 2 inch stalks, eating the last few plants! I was horrified but as the neighbours were out I went around and fetched the tortoise back home, a few days later my neighbour was chatting to me about her garden and showed me the damage her ’slugs’ had done to her newly planted beans! I dared not confess it was the tortoise! Years later, when we were moving home, I called around to say goodbye and confessed. I expected anger but she laughed and laughed and laughed!
Ooooo you are a naughty one . I loved my tortoise when I was little. He was a right escapologist though, constantly on the wonder. After one winter of hibernation, my mother got his box out of the garage where he been sleeping and unfortunately he had died and was so bloated I thought he was going to explode!!!
our sons bought the tortoise with their pocket money when they were aged 2 and 4 years old! I dread finding that he (or she?) has died while in hibernation! He woke up yesterday and had a long, long drink but hasn't eaten yet and thats always a worry. He ate all my pansies last year!!!
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