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She looked down, aware of something squidgy under her foot. It was a poo... there on the carpet! "Arghh!" she uttered.

Got up, walked to put baby Harry in his pram, but the poo on her shoe went with them, spreading the joy. With a trail of unwelcome ordure in her wake, she called partner Matt.

"That bloody cat!"..... and that was that. He was racing back from work to administer a suitable feline forfeit.

Harry's shorts were poo encrusted too. Aha! His new larger size Pampers were not so snug!

Misty, faultless this time, still had all 9 lives!

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    Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago

    Thanks Aspen and Jamie for your comments. Misty had previously poo-marked her territorial claim! One life hanging on a whisker!

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    D.M. almost 8 years ago

    blame it on the dog...or cat in this case... always enjoy the exploits of your
    dabbles, Neville!

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    Neville Hunt almost 8 years ago

    Thanks D.M. I also enjoy your very thoughtful and often moving drabbles. You get great material from all around you. Asked yesterday where we get ideas for stories from by a young guy at a local writers group, two of us older ones simultaneously said "Life!" It's all there.

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    Christopher almost 8 years ago

    Ha-ha! That's an interesting use of Latin! (Sorry it took so long to read this. I've been swamped of late.)

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