Purdy’s night out

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What does your cat get up to at night?

How come when I go to bed and try to say “good night” she cannot be bothered to even lift her head, and yet, in the morning I wake up to find a dead shrew on the table, a long line of fresh sick ending with a turd-shaped furball, rolls of fur everywhere that look as if they belong in a spaghetti western, and biscuits all over the floor? She doesn’t look as if she has moved from the night before. What goes on without me hearing a thing? One of life’s great enigmas, which is sacred feline knowledge.

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