PLATE LXX A Farming Mishap
It was no use blaming the rabbit. He had wanted MORE rabbits, not bigger rabbits. It must have been the GMO feed.
PLATE LXX A Farming Mishap
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PLATE LXIX Aah!
PLATE LXIX Aah!
Silas was addicted to hot anti-freeze and used it to ameliorate any small misadventure he might sustain, self-inflicted or otherwise.
PLATE LXVIII Trouble at the Crossing
PLATE LXVIII Trouble at the Crossing
The Squadron-Leader was dismayed to find himself stymied by the parrot. The bus driver was becoming impatient, and Hore-Belisha was no doubt turning in his grave.
PLATE LXVII The Cat’s Meow
PLATE XLVII The Cat’s Meow
Korky rejected the neologism out-of-hand (or paw) and focused on the mid-range emptiness.
PLATE LXVI Peeping Parrot
PLATE LXVI Peeping Parrot
Mindy raised her hands in alarm just as she was about to step into the bath. She really ought to get that hole in the wall fixed.
PLATE LXV The End of the Road
PLATE LXV The End of the Road
Iris removed the boulder, but it was too late. The wombette was now an orphan.
PLATE LXIV An Exquisite Note
PLATE LXIV An Exquisite Note
Furnished with the latest equipment, Scott tuned in to a perfect C sharp.
