Qat came by again, not looking for food, but a little bit hungry. I offered her Tunis. She said she's just here to see me. I said, I'm out of catfood, but somebody else will feed you. She said "duh." [scratching herself with left claw] Then she started sniffing the flowers and I said, "I smell marvelous, huh?". She started sniffing around, which means, "good hunting!" I said, "duh." She came back and looked inside my house, then said, "I'm actually a little bit hungry". "Someone will feed you" [Afrikaaner across the street unlocks his door and enters his house] Qat licks her left leg.
Desmond Tutu is a fine piece hisself, by the way.
