Sorry there's no wurdsearch again, as our normally well oiled machine is running a little behind schedule this week due to a monster snot attack on the P.A. - yes she has been severely reprimanded fur her abject selfish of catching a cold and was given a rather stern talking to fur being so slapdash this week!
But then our attention was quickly diverted by this discovery...
"Amber!" I said. "Is there something mew want to tell us?"
She sat down and looked at me. "UMMMMMMM.... nope there's nothing I can think of right now!" she replied a hot flush turning her cheeks red.
"Are mew sure?" I pressed.
"Awwwww dammit Basil!" she snapped two seconds later. "I ate it, are mew happy now? Besides there were only a few baby shoots on that purrticular one and they were just so good and delectable yesterday that I couldn't help myself!"
I nodded. "Yes I did try a little of it too, and it was supurr sweet fur sure!"
Smooch piped in. "But she ate it all Basil!"
"Furget it Smooch, the P.A. has another few plants in readiness, so we'll just get another planted asap dude!" I answered. "Besides there's enough fur an army of cats growing around the garden right now!"
He nodded and gave Amber a rather withering glance and said...
It's time to get those little grey cells wurking.