Later that afternoon I picked up a dozy Charlie cat, minus his testicles, shorter claws and de-wormed. The kitchen was the best place for him, he and Harry cat could eye each other up through the glass panelled door and of course it was close to his beloved food cupboard. We made a cosy bed for him under the table to recover and consider his escape.
Friday, 15 February 2013
Tuesday, 12 February 2013
This amusing story that has its serious side tells the common tale of how easily small children feel spirits’ energy and of how difficult it is for them to understand. Seen from the viewpoint of both the child and the spirit, it gives the reader an insight into another world.