Sunday, January 30, 2011

What they wanted at Colditz

This is the hole - now boarded up - that George dug in the fence this morning to facilitate his fifth escape in as many days.
We thought he'd settled down, resigned himself to living with us, but the wanderlust has struck again good and proper.

I wouldn't mind if he was badly treated ...

1 comment:

Gledwood said...

The swine!