I didn’t want to say this at the time but now the bread is no more I feel I can.
There is a giant fluffy white/ beige cat that lives near me. When he sits in leaves he tucks everything in. I can’t really see him clearly from where I am so he looks like a lovely loaf of bread. Your loaf of bread in fact.
I didn’t want to suggest you were going to eat a fluffy cat so I refrained from saying anything until now.
I won’t name the cat to protect his privacy ( He doesn’t care about mine. He tried to spread fleas into my house in the summer). From now on he will be called Boule*.
*Not Francis.
and this is why all the twitter cat accounts are always going "loafe" or whatever
I've had a pretty ok day. in between my messaging of greggs and annoying wolfnsunflowers again, ive slept till 12, watched frozen and mary poppins and grazed on leftovers. think that's a pretty good boxing day