Martin (male human of the household) says as he enters the house "that Lil smells!" It was a hot humid day and the house and been closed up all day. Ignoring his work boots fungal and festering in the hallway; pungent emanations wafting to Lil as she slept with paw over nose and imaginatively dreaming of fragrant warm grass meadows and catching rolands - the supreme huntress.
Yet he without sin... those in glass houses...or put your own house in order etc etc, or failing that buy several litres of canestan and shove it over squat fly the squalid.
Ferdinand the fair!
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