Category: Coffee
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Bun, mid-hop
Just like that!
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Coffee and Marmalade visit each other
Hellooooo… Marmalade! Marmalade! Marmie! Marmalade? Are you upstairs Marmie? Hm. Where could she be? The hay in front of the food bowl was still warm and Coffee-shaped, so he was definitely in the right place. Coffee? Are you there lassie?
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Coffee vs willow ball
What is it with these insolent willow balls?! Getting in my way when I am just going about my business. Slow learners, are we?!
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Marmalade and Coffee smell!
Good grief. What is happening here? Are we moving house again? This is all very inconvenient, in the middle of Marmalade’s afternoon stroll! Ah, there is Coffee. She doesn’t seem too happy either. Oh, she is going to sort things out. Good for her. Mmmm, smells nice, why would you possibly want to bin all…
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Delores vs Coffee: the woodchips are down
Who are you? More to the point, who are you, and what are you doing in my garden?! And stop staring at my fella, he’s mine. Well, excuse me, fatso, as if I ain’t got a fella of my own to concern myself with. It’s not as if he’s anything much to look at, I…
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Letters to the Editor
Dear Editor, I commend the efforts of your investigative journalists, Marmalade and Coffee. Their achievements in the fast-moving digging industry are an example to all. I have always known that digging in the rain beats singing in the rain hands-down. It is wonderful to see this fascinating profession highlighted in such an admirable way. Should…
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Coffee and Marmalade investigate
It was not a bad day for an investigation. It had been raining, but not the torrential downpour that had been forecast. Slightly muddy conditions are a welcome aid to digging efforts of course. The practicalities of keeping the hothot clean when one had a muddy underside could be dealt with later, was Marmalade’s view.…
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Marmalade and Coffee try the humble parsnip
“Psssssst, Marm! Marmalade! Marmie!! Do you have one of those white things, looks like carrot, smells not like carrot? ” Marmalade got up from his hothot and jumped down to the lounge, where breakfast had been served. It looked like a good selection, although he did not care much for the random manner the treats had…
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In which Coffee teaches a willow ball who’s boss
What have we here…? What? Defenceless? That is no excuse for being in my hutch. Who said you were allowed in here? There. So you how do you like that, hm? Throw you down the stairs just because I can. Who’s in charge now, eh? Ooh, that looks remarkably like a piece of carrot. Where was…
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