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Dragon Lawyer : Scales of Justice – Chapter 7

I’ve always thought dragons and lawyers have been badly treated. When I see a dragon, it’s usually being attacked by St George and skeweredwith a lance. Lawyers are criticised for defending people the public havecondemned already in their own minds. I decided to write a fairy tale about a dragon who becomes a lawyer toContinue reading “Dragon Lawyer : Scales of Justice – Chapter 7”

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Our Cats in Amsterdam – 10

Summary:
The humans packed and unpacked, eventually settling on the right items. Mrs. Elkins, the cat sitter, arrives as they prepare for their trip to The Maldives. Despite some conversation about changing their flight, they seem set on a direct trip. The cats, Gemma and the narrator, bid their owners farewell, hoping they’ll return soon.

Our Cats in Amsterdam – 9

“Hello Freddie and Gemma, how are you, and who were your friends?” “Hello Rufus, how’s the flying going? Are you going further?” I ask. “I am increasing the distance a little, but I’m not obsessing too much about it. I’m not eating acorns before I go on the slide, only afterwards.” “Hello squirrel,” says Gemma,Continue reading “Our Cats in Amsterdam – 9”

Our Cats in Amsterdam – 8

“Can I have some books, please?” I ask politely, “a nice variety of books, fiction, geography, comedies, business, that sort of thing.” “Yes, we’ve heard you’re a devoted reader, Freddie,” says Arabella, “so that’s all arranged.” “Good,” I reply, “and no Virginia Woolf or Joseph Conrad, as they’re not my favourites. Perhaps Brave New WorldContinue reading “Our Cats in Amsterdam – 8”

Our Cats in Amsterdam – 7

“Will you remove the dye after the mission is completed?” I ask, “just so my humans will recognise me when I come back? I wouldn’t want them to think the cat sitter had been cruel to me whilst they were away. They’d never forgive themselves. If you could make it a light ginger colour, similarContinue reading “Our Cats in Amsterdam – 7”

Our Cats in Amsterdam – 6

“Well, Freddie and Gemma,” says Arabella, “does our little idea meet with your approval?” “It does in principle,” I say, “but we need to know more about who we will be observing and whether they’re dangerous.” We were sitting on the garden fence underneath the Scots Pine at the front of the property. Rufus wasContinue reading “Our Cats in Amsterdam – 6”