Dear Lad,
° Six weeks and no results yet from that righteous raping big Whip visited upon little Crook. I said at the time Crook wasn’t in heat.
° And I was right. In fact, taming has proceeded sufficiently for me to be able to determine that Crook is a tom, and was, most likely, all along. He still makes overtures to Whip, but with no sweet return of love. The fazzolettino syndrome, I reckon: nose blown, tissue discarded.
° When love goes wrong, nothing goes right.
° Don’t I know it, Giac.
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