Last week we had one of those fake coal gas fires fitted along with a new boiler.
Today, I was coming back into the room, past the fire, with a cheese sandwich and a bit fell out.
Now we have a fluffy cat (Lilly) that is mad for cheese;
the cat dives for the cheese, and sat there happily munching away.
Meanwhile I can smell something rather acrid; I look down and see her tail engulfed in flame.
I grab the cat and quickly put the flames out.
The cat, not impressed at having to drop its ill-gotten cheese,
just looks at me as if to say "get your own cheese matey",
completely oblivious the fact that 10 seconds earlier it was a four pawed fireball.
I got the comb out, and apart from its tail being slightly less fluffy it's completely unmarked. Phew.
She’s obviously not too upset at me because she is currently using my mouse as a chin rest.
I'm off to get a fireguard first thing tomorrow.
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Today, I was coming back into the room, past the fire, with a cheese sandwich and a bit fell out.
Now we have a fluffy cat (Lilly) that is mad for cheese;
the cat dives for the cheese, and sat there happily munching away.
Meanwhile I can smell something rather acrid; I look down and see her tail engulfed in flame.
I grab the cat and quickly put the flames out.
The cat, not impressed at having to drop its ill-gotten cheese,
just looks at me as if to say "get your own cheese matey",
completely oblivious the fact that 10 seconds earlier it was a four pawed fireball.
I got the comb out, and apart from its tail being slightly less fluffy it's completely unmarked. Phew.
She’s obviously not too upset at me because she is currently using my mouse as a chin rest.
I'm off to get a fireguard first thing tomorrow.
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