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My cat was shot Monday lunchtime (about 1.30pm) somewhere around Henslowe/Barry Road. He's currently being operated on as the pellet is lodged in his liver. It was reported to the police who were very helpful.


I'm absolutely furious that there are idiots shooting air guns at all and sundry! :o(

  • 2 weeks later...

How is shooting into peoples windows the slightest bit amusing? They're obviously old enough to handle a gun, so they must be seriously fucked up.


Hope these bastards get the chance to taste their own medicine before they get caught.


Poor cat... I had a cat that got seriously shot (as yours has been, philiphenslowe). It turned out to be our next door neighbour. Our cat did make a full recovery =)

thexwinglessxbird Wrote:

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> How is shooting into peoples windows the slightest

> bit amusing? They're obviously old enough to

> handle a gun, so they must be seriously @#$%& up.

>

>

> Hope these bastards get the chance to taste their

> own medicine before they get caught.

>

> Poor cat... I had a cat that got seriously shot

> (as yours has been, philiphenslowe). It turned out

> to be our next door neighbour. Our cat did make a

> full recovery =)


Can I ask what prompted your Neighbour to decide to shoot the cat?

Amazing what we sort through and understand, because we know what was MEANT.


"Poor cat... I had a cat that got seriously shot (as yours has been, philiphenslowe). It turned out to be our next door neighbour" writes A, B enquires "Can I ask what prompted your neighbour to decide to shoot the cat?"


And yet syntactically it is the CAT which turned out to be the next door neighbour.


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Working as a translator makes you ask all the time -- Could the author REALLY have meant THAT? And then, shaking your head, saying -- No, impossible. This MUST be what was intended...


Gin and tonic: Wellspring of all psycholinguistic analysis.

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