‘Look at the sports kit! Get a picture!’ said Younger Daughter. So I did, and it’s in the bag.
Cute stowaway! Obviously the coach needs to ride in style
Certainly able to provide training in deftly swatting a ball!
Cute, Col, cute!
The pair of them need a dedicated photographer, or the paparazzi following as with royalty
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What? *hurt* It only rates one of those instead of at least two?
It’s not the quantity, it’s the quality, Col!
Ah! I mean, Ah-ha!
Purrfect! Oh dear – these puns must be catching…
Indeed! And the infection is incurable.
Many cats have that look of studied concentration when they are about their business .
Fortunately, her look was merely concern regarding the fact that she foresaw possible eviction.
Imagine zipping up that cat in the bag getting to school and the pandemonium that unwraps when that bag is opened …🤗
That would be playing sport with a cat-as-trophy! 🙂
Letting the cat out of the bag, or packing it in?
It would really be letting the cat out of the bag if someone told us she wanted to pack in sport! 🙂
Actually letting the cat out of the bag is completely irrelevant here, it has an entirely different meaning and goes back to old Royal Navy days and the cat-o;nine-tails, which was kept in a bag.
When the cat was let out of the bag it indicated that a seaman was to be flogged the following day.
It was let out of the bag to let everyone know what was to happen.
It is not irrelevant in general usage. The term has come to be understood in the context of the release of any information likely to cause disquiet.
True, but I like the original one better,
(I’m a registered volunteer guide at the Australian National Maritme Museum- haven’t been able to go for a few years now hoping to get back ito it one day)
How interesting! No wonder you are well versed in things naughty … I mean nauti … cal.
Very cute, Col. 🙂
The kittens know it, and work hard at remaining that way!
Her school lunch?
If there had been one of those in the bag, it would now be inside the cat.
I meant the cat!
That did register! But I twisted it.
Grrrrrrrrrr, (from a dog man)
Hisssssssssssssss-woof! (From a certified cat and dog servant.)
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