A very young Pippa
Pippa came in around 3am this morning yelling which meant she had caught something. I got up praying it was not a mouse as she does not kill anything but when she lets them go in the house, mice tend to run. It was a Gecko, still alive and complete with tail. I put it outside, frightened but no real harm done. I thought at eleven she had given up with all that nonsense, it seems not.
Chia, Pippa's sister was sound asleep on the bed, sensible cat.
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