A Shocking Development

Me: Harriet looks cheerful but what’s the matter with The Cat?

Nell: Do you notice anything different about it?

Me: It’s looking awfully grumpy but then it probably hasn’t had its morning espresso yet.

Nell: Look harder.

Me: It’s rather understated. No sequins, no sparkles. No anything really.

Nell: Exactly.

Me: Is it having a beige day?

Nell: The Cat never has beige days. There’s been a Shocking Development.

Me: What?

Nell: The Cat was robbed.

Me: Robbed?

Nell: Yes. Here at the hotel. All its jewels have gone.

Me: Oh no.

Nell: And that’s not the worst of it.

Me: It isn’t?

Nell: It was wearing most of them when it happened.

Me: Didn’t it notice?

Nell: Of course it noticed. The masked thief was in its room holding The Cat at sword point.

Me: How frightening. Did you say sword point?

Nell: Yes. It was Poppy’s sword.

Me: Poppy would never do such a thing. She doesn’t even like jewels.

Nell: It wasn’t Poppy. It was a huge masked thief in a full length black velvet cloak with an attractive hood. Do keep up.

Me: That’s an awfully detailed description of the cloak.

Nell: It’s The Cat. It knows about clothes.

Me: Did it recognise the face?

Nell: The thief was wearing a mask.

Me: Oh yes.

Nell: But as it left The Cat noticed one important thing.

Me: What?

Nell: The thief had a tail.

Me: A feathery one?

Nell: No.

Me: So, it definitely wasn’t a Beefy?

Nell: Of course it wasn’t a Beefy. They’re not huge.

Me: Did it speak?

Nell: Yes. It had a low rumbly sort of voice.

Me: Like Kev?

Nell: Kev? How could you say such a thing?

Me: He has a rumbly voice.

Nell: Outrageous behaviour. Accusing Kev.

Me: Sorry.

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