Mid Life Crisis?

[Primrose]

Just be thankful he doesn't come home with somebody's knickers in his mouth. Now that really would start causing the neighbours to view you with suspicion

[Chantal]

Fun? We've got to the point where the first thing I do on arrival home is look around the house, moving the furniture around, before going into the garden for a search for semi dead rodents and stolen property!

As for the gloves, they are dirty so the washing line theory is out.

Knickers

[Chantal]

No knickers but the joy of a house full of feathers and a somewhat unstuffed
pidgeon who had clearly eaten a load of peanuts for lunch.

Bleah!

[pongeroon]

I think I've got a bit confused. Are we still talking about the cat, or Tim?

[peter]

The images this thread is conjouring up as I lose track.

Tim bounding up the garden with something unmentionable clutched in his mouth as Chantal waits at the kitchen door holding a yard broom, while Fabio hides in the armchair knitting pink socks!

Or have I got mixed up?

[Chantal]

Sounds about right for my house.

All quiet as the rain has stopped play on all counts. I think I'll start a new thread when the next incident occurs, to avoid confusion.

[Tigger]

Wise choice.