Lazy Sunday

Early this morning I heard such a clatter,
I ran downstairs to see what's the matter.

And, of course, there was my trouble cat Mingo on top of the stove.  I had left last night's chicken in a pan when I staggered off to bed.  Mingo is always ready for the main chance.  He looks like a cannon ball with a cat skin sewed tightly over it.  He was delighted to see me and rubbed his huge cheeks against my hand.  Just for the form of it I fussed at him but that just makes him purr louder.  The clock thing I did not bother to render very well, it's a malevolent Cheshire Cat clock.

Behold.


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