Dark Side of the Semi-Digested Pigeon

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Frodi was working on his difficult second release, Dark Side of the Semi-Digested Pigeon. He still had a feather stuck to his paw giving the impression of a 18^th century writer about to compose a sonnet.

Kato was doing sad-dog-is-sad, gently sniffing her lead every time I passed and then glancing at me.

“If you’re bored” I said “Go and hold Frodi’s ears back while he throws up”

“I’m never that bored” she grumbled