That song about Feeling Hot! Hot! Hot! was on the radio. Yes…
My dog, Proud Warrior, had suddenly burst from behind a well-greased 50’s motorbike chasing our ugly foreign neighbours’ cat.
“Bark!!” he woofed jeeringly.
“Dat right bwoy! You give that pussy footin’ blaad-clat what him deserve!” creaked I in my soft west-counrty drawl.
“Bark!”
“G’wan den, ya ion lion from zion! Mash him up!”
And I kid you not when I say that that Spartan-hound did indeed mash that cat right up. Then my neighbour arrived and all hell broke loose…
Next day, police made me put him down.
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