Welcome to Bin-raiders of the lost (B)ark.
We are Beanz and Carlsberg, a dog and a cat living in The Tip with our humans. We tip a nod to our loyal contributor and friend Chips, who will live on in our memories for her spectacular adventures.
We are all superb rescue animals of Heinz variety, enjoying our 2nd chance to the full.
Beanz likes sunbathing and chasing rabbits, while Carlsberg prefers mushroom pate on toast.
Saturday, 12 June 2010
Hey!
Wait a minute! What is all this stuff in my field of long grass? And where has my grass gone? On the way home we saw a dead bat on the pavement. Chips and I sniffed it respectfully and we didn't eat it.
was it a tennis bat? Or a badminton bat? Maybe a cricket bat perhaps?
ReplyDeleteJust wondered ;0D
and why do they do that cruelty to the grass thing?
It is very puzzling, all of it.
there is no explaining humans Marvin...
ReplyDeleteThe bat was... not a very nice tasting bat ;)