I may be sitting behind a dirty window confined to my Baxter’s Pad, but one day – one day! – I will get even for your evil trickery!
“Evil trickery”? OK. You do that, crazy Cat. In the meantime, if you’d like to contact me, may I just say: Talk to the hand. Zing!
Says Edmund O’B: “We found this baby duck alone and in the street. When we took him inside, we had to put the cat (Baxter) outside so he didn’t try to harm the baby duck. We gave the duck food, and that same day, we took the duck to a waterfowl rehabilitation center to be looked after.”