I have a cat, called Cooking Fat. He's naughty as can be. He likes to rip the wallpaper. When i cannot see. He steals the fish from the dish. Which was going to be my tea. And knocks the vases off the shelf. A naughty cat is he. He piddles in the flower pots. And climbs the curtains too. Puts pawprints on my bed. And hdes the laces of my shoe. So why do i call him Cooking Fat. Swap the f with c to see. Because he is such a naughty cat. As naughty as can be.
