Poor little Elsie Wisdom is at the vets right now. She was chased out of her own backyard by Otto, the thug-cat next door. He's been around. I'd seen her bolt up from the bottom of the garden yesterday morning but I mistook it for skittishness, random freneticism. Or perhaps she'd seen fairies. I'd even asked her what she was doing
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