My adopted pet tiger is called Waggy in honour of Hull City footballing legend Ken Wagstaff. Not quite George Best standard in looks or talent but click your mouse upon him and listen to him purr! |
27 November 2005
Waggy
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Mr Pudding welcomes all genuine comments - even those with which he disagrees. However, puerile or abusive comments from anonymous contributors will continue to be given the short shrift they deserve. Any spam comments that get through Google/Blogger defences will also be quickly deleted.
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Waggy is adorable. If you ever tire of him, let me know. I'm sure I can find a way to convince my husband that we really do need ANOTHER cat in the house.
ReplyDeletep.s. I don't find your blog boring at all, Honey. I love reading about your escapades and seeing the differences in British culture vs. American. You're a social studies lesson - did you know that?
Social studies lesson? How about a cooking lesson? Mr. Pudding, I challenge you to a cook-off. You can make the dish after which you are named, and I shall make popovers. I realize that some might consider it unfair of a chef to challenge a school-teacher to a cooking match, but I'll tell you what: I will mix the ingredients with one eye closed.
ReplyDelete(Pssst. Have you located any Scapa for your friend Brad?)