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Carrot cat
As I tidied up after breakfast this morning, I looked out of the kitchen window and watched a ginger cat saunter around our garden, walk into my raised vegetable bed, dig itself a hole, and do a poo among my nascent carrots.

This has not improved my opinion of cats or their owners.

I shouted at it. It ignored me. Kate shouted at it. It went away.

Kate is scarier than me.

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