Freddy likes the taste of paprika and Kendal Mint Cake (TM) – but not together of course. And he just loves nothing better than scoring his own faeces on the Bristol Stool Scale after a satisfying evacuation. www.poopreport.com/Poll/
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The feline fraternity of the Garden aren't too keen on the purrless, so Freddy mainly hangs with Brian Robin, Wormy Wood and Pathetic Flower. He has just signed up for origami lessons but they're a bit boring so he may fold. Boom boom.

Now our dear Freddy is special: he has no purr. He did have one, but then he lost it. The last time he remembers having it he was playing in his room. He keeps asking his mother "Have you seen or heard my purr?" and she keeps saying '"Have you tidied your room? It's probably in there". But Freddy is not big on the whole room-tidying malarky and so the cycle continues: "Have you seen ...?" "Have you tidied ... ?" But that's another story.