Thursday, time for the second Upsideclown of the week. And man, it's funny.
The first point being that the cat hasn't been seen since yesterday afternoon. Not that this would normally be a cause for concern; under the usual circumstances the only thing to worry about would be whether little Prometheus was urinating on the i-Book or dissecting dead mice on the living room rug. But this time I'm really worried; I'm not going to get upset about the blood on the Axminster when the rain's still pouring down and the cat isn't back yet.
George relates the tale of our recent ordeals at the Grand Clown Lodge: Wet wet wet wet wet. Go now, it's worth it.
Well, go on then.