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am reading a book about book-keeping and fretting about my baby. I'm worried he may finally have gone... no sign of him anywhere. there were some paw prints in the snow outside but they could be any cat's and he's not coming when we call him.

EDIT:
little bugger has just wandered in after 2 days away like nothing had happened... I tried following his paw prints but the snow is patchy - it didn't look like he was in a house on this street.

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any of you terrible people braving the snow - I want to go to the sunday goth social - seeing as I don't have to be up in the morning.
Weekend at the bunk barn near Grassington was nice. Pushing all of the cars up the snowy drive to get out was amusing.
Right. now my stupid cat's come home I'm going to grab some chilli and start on my admin...