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Couch Kitties: Canterbury Cat!
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/ar.....urys-milk.html
A cheeky cathedral cat stole the show when he decided to tuck into the Dean of Canterbury's milk while he was live streaming morning prayers.
Tiger was seen hopping up onto a table before lapping up the milk as Dr Robert Willis told viewers about the gospel of St Mark.
Noticing the furry visitor, the Dean gave him an affectionate stroke and said: 'Sorry, we've acquired a friend this morning.'
Zeph ©
Sharra. Tali and the kittehs © me. H/T 
MercMarten for the headsup.
http://couchkitties.comicgenesis.com/
A cheeky cathedral cat stole the show when he decided to tuck into the Dean of Canterbury's milk while he was live streaming morning prayers.
Tiger was seen hopping up onto a table before lapping up the milk as Dr Robert Willis told viewers about the gospel of St Mark.
Noticing the furry visitor, the Dean gave him an affectionate stroke and said: 'Sorry, we've acquired a friend this morning.'
Zeph ©
Sharra. Tali and the kittehs © me. H/T MercMarten for the headsup. http://couchkitties.comicgenesis.com/
Category Artwork (Digital) / Comics
Species Housecat
Gender Female
Size 1280 x 436px
File Size 540.1 kB
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Norma does the same thing if I have a mug of milk. :D
Celibacy me eye! Tell me he waren't gettin' a little pussy, right there on the telly!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DppL5WtEW5c#t=50s
(0:50 in, if the timestamp doesn't work already)
Can't go wrong with Mel Brooks, either
(0:50 in, if the timestamp doesn't work already)
Can't go wrong with Mel Brooks, either
Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote,
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licóur
Of which vertú engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open ye,
So priketh hem Natúre in hir corages,
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages,
And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes,
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;
And specially, from every shires ende
Of Engelond, to Caunterbury they wende,
The hooly blisful martir for to seke,
That hem hath holpen whan that they were seeke.
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licóur
Of which vertú engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open ye,
So priketh hem Natúre in hir corages,
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages,
And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes,
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;
And specially, from every shires ende
Of Engelond, to Caunterbury they wende,
The hooly blisful martir for to seke,
That hem hath holpen whan that they were seeke.
Yep, I had to memorize the preamble for English Lit in 8th Grade (50 years ago).
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