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The collected opinions of an august and aristocratic personage who, despite her body having succumbed to the ravages of time, yet retains the keen intellect, mordant wit and utter want of tact for which she was so universally lauded in her younger days. Being of a generation unequal to the mysterious demands of the computing device, Lady Bracknell relies on the good offices of her Editor for assistance with the technological aspects of her journal.

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Thursday, March 08, 2007

Morning ablutions



Some time ago Lady Bracknell promised that she would publish a photograph of Young Master Bertram having his face forcibly washed as soon as the event could be captured on whatever the modern digital equivalent of film is called.


Never let it be said that Lady Bracknell's word can not be trusted.




9 Comments:

Blogger seahorse said...

A very amusing shot, dare I use the expression lol, or ha ha hee hee (such a problem, conveying mirth in this medium). Much admiration for managing to capture such a rare event. Poor Bertie though.

11:25 pm  
Blogger Lady Bracknell said...

Oh, don't waste any sympathy on Bertie - he loves it. He purrs like nobody's business when Cas is giving him a wash.

The Editor

7:29 am  
Blogger Charlesdawson said...

Splendid!

Does Bertie ever reciprocate?

9:41 am  
Blogger Lady Bracknell said...

Very occasionally, but Caspar does not suffer his ministrations for more than a few seconds.

9:58 am  
Anonymous Dame Honoria Glossop said...

It looks rather like Grievous Bodily Ablutions, or Washing With Intent.

When embarassed (which isn't often, he has no shame) Buster feverishly washes a paw, with an "I meant to do that" air.

11:56 am  
Anonymous Boogaloo Dude said...

Ma'am

From our brief acquaintance, I deduce that Young Master Bertram purrs like nobody's business at virtually every opportunity, as long as he is receiving some kind of love (and frequently when he isn't).

He certainly seems happy to present his tummy for tickling, which is usually a sign of a happy cat. Indeed Master Bertram seems nearly as fond of Bertie-tickles as is my young lady friend Tess of similar attention!

Respectfully

Dude

2:39 pm  
Blogger Lady Bracknell said...

Lady Bracknell will thank the Dude to rein in his coarser instincts when submitting comments.

References to male genitalia are rarely appreciated.

6:05 pm  
Anonymous Sara said...

Awesome. :) Thank you.

6:50 pm  
Blogger Alexandra Lynch said...

I wonder, have Caspar and Bertie ever engaged in "extreme washing"?

That is what occurs when one combines a wrestling match with a washing session, and results in frantic washing of various trapped bits of one's opponent when one has them pinned.

7:02 am  

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