Two Gerbils and a Cat Called Adolph

There's somethig I covet, albeit ever so slightly.  The people that live down the street own a cat that looks like Hitler.  If I ever had a cat, I'd like mine to look like it could chase balls of wool and invade Poland*

But the other day I said to Mrs G, it's probably not appropriate, two ministers living in a house with a cat called Adolph.

And then she pointed out something.

I said TWO ministers.

Looks like I'm having a good week.

And I'm looking forward to the service on Sunday.



*Looks like the blog has reached rock botom.  I've went lolcats