Sometimes I find myself talking to my cats. Guess I'd better watch what I say:
Secret recordings of a pensioner talking to his cats, which police claim include a confession he hit his partner, have been played to a jury.
David Henton, 72, of Neath, denies murdering his long-term partner, Joyce Sutton, 65, from Skewen, in her bed.
Swansea Crown Court heard extracts of undercover police recordings in which, the prosecution claim, Mr Henton said to his cats: "I hit my Joyce."
But the defence insisted Mr Henton actually said: "I miss my Joyce."
They wouldn't need to secretly record me, though. I think my cats would turn me in.
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Leo:
I hear 'ya.
Ever since the advent of PUSH-BUTTON phones, cats have been the root cause of those piles of useless toys in the corner of a room.
And with the auto-menus at nearly every company, it just gets easier for them and costlier for us.
Press-1 for sales
Please wait while we process your request
Press-2 for order number & tracking
(("My cat must have bought that solar-powered, hand-shaped back scratcher for $399.99...I swear I didn't enter MY credit card number...I don't even KNOW you people"))
That's why I now record THEM.
Don't watch what you say...just watch your monthly bills...VERY carefully.
;)
B.G.
I know our cat has parties with other cats in the neighborhood while we're out - pillows rearranged on the couch, TV on a different channel, more pop cans and beer bottles in the recycling bin - we know what he's doing all right, I'm just not sure I could stand to watch the tapes if we recorded him, ...
See...it's happening EVERYWHERE!