Ok, now is your chance to make some money. Take a video and sent it to the
funniest video program on TV. Even if you have to get someone else to take
as you go about the business of feeding the clan, it would be worth it.
This has to be really great.
"wafflycat" wrote in message
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Poor Francis. He adores his hens. He will sit watching them with an
entirely quizzical expression on his lovely feline face as they tuck into
grass; scratch about in the soil looking for bugs, worms, snails, grit...
He is, however, confused in his sense of identity. He has not been the
same since Anode stuck her nether regions in his face and popped out an
egg as she did so. It doesn't help that The Laydeez have taken it upon
themselves to follow me about as they free-range in the garden. They have
discovered that if they follow me into the house they can see the fount of
all wonder: the microwave. For, lo! From the fount of all wonder doth come
forth delicious manna of the gods: warm sweetcorn. So once they follow me
into the house, into the kitchen, and they stand in front of the fount of
all wonder, heads bobbing about, happy clucking sounds made and behind
them is Francis, watching... I feed The Laydeez their treat of sweetcorn
out in the garden. I place it on a dish and this is leapt upon by merrily
clucking hens, followed by hoovering up of golden yellow goodness and
scratching it out of the dish, splattering it about and they chase up each
scattered kernel. Francis looks on. Once The Laydeez have hoovered up the
vast majority, they are joined by a lovely black & white boycat who has
decided that as The Laydeez seem to be so obviously enjoying the yellow
jewels, they must taste good.

I now have a cat who thinks he's a hen. He has taken to eating their
sweetcorn. Sigh...