Playing with pussy

Later that afternoon, as Sweep was enjoying his post-lunch stupor (too many pasties) and relaxing in the tent. there was an unexpected visitor. The farm cat decided to come an say hello.

 

Sweep couldn't find out what the cat's name was, as it wasn't wearing a tag, so he decided just to call it pussy.

Pussy had a good explore around the tent, and investigated everything thoroughly - including Auntie Angela's cup and glass, which got knocked over in the process. "Oh dear", thought Sweep "what can you do with a wet pussy?"

Fortunately, Uncle Bill was on hand to give the pussy a good rubbing dry, and soon Auntie Angela was very happy. The cat was comfortable now, and decided that it felt quite at home - so it found it's way into Auntie Angela's bedroom, and curled up on her sleeping bag for a nap!

"Well", thought Sweep, "I'm sure Ruskin would never be so familiar. Normally he runs a mile from the Jon-Cub, but pussy seems very happy just to lie back and be stroked gently".

Soon though, it was time for pussy to go back home for its tea, and so Uncle Bill went outside with the cubs to throw a ball around for a while. Sweep was quite intrigued by this - each time someone threw the ball away, someone else would catch it and throw it back. It was obviously very hard to get rid of a ball in this place.

After a while, everyone was getting hungry, so they all came back inside and made burgers and sausage sandwiches. Sweep thought he must tell everyone about the wonderful food, as he surreptitiously let his belt out another notch.

After they'd had their burgers and sausages, it was getting dark outside and everyone was getting sleepy. Auntie Angela told sweep they were going to visit a place called Polperro tomorrow, where Auntie Angela, Uncle Bill and the Cubs used to live. Sweep would get to meet some of their old friends, and see the lovely village and the boats that sailed on the Big Blue Wet Thing, and lots of other lovely things. Sweep decided he'd better go to bed before he got too excited and went past his sleep, to make sure he'd be all wide awake and ready for tomorrow's adventures.

Off he went, got into his sleeping bag, and snuggled up. He fell asleep dreaming of all the fun he was going to have on his lovely trip to Polperro.

And so, boys and girls, it's time for you all to go to bed too - who knows what adventures you might have tomorrow, like Sweep? Sweet dreams, boys and girls. Night-night...

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You're still up, aren't you?

If I have to come up there and tell you to put that light out and quieten down one more time, then you'll be sorry!

Now go to sleep!