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Mr Pickles

Mr. Pickles escaped last night, slinking through tall, tall grasses. He was in a hunter's mode. Those birds better watch their asses. Mr. Pickles escaped last night, hiding in leaves of green. His family called and called his name but he could not be seen. Mr. Pickles could hear them call, lying on his belly, flat. He stayed hidden , ignoring them, for he was a ninja cat. Mr. Pickles has dug a hole in the garden of neighbour Jack. He'd best to be careful not to get caught or he'll never be coming back. Mr. Pickles is loved and adored by everyone in his house. They get so worried when he disappears hunting for bird or mouse. Mr. Pickles has tired of the game and is meowing at his front door. Now that he's ready to call it a night his demands are hard to ignore.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 7/18/2014 3:18:00 PM
lol, so glad to hear Mr Pickles is much loved - he sounds like such a character. Thanks so much for your support - very glad you enjoyed Ghost Hunt, my friend. Have a lovely weekend x
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Date: 1/13/2014 3:07:00 PM
Mr. Pickles must be a very nice cat. You have described him well here.
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Francine Roberts
Date: 1/14/2014 2:50:00 PM
written about the neighbours cat, I could hear the kids late one night outside calling him and he was "hiding" behind some leaves ignoring them, then in the wee hours of the morning he was meowing to be let in
Date: 7/23/2013 10:58:00 PM
:-)...PD
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