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eldritch up there.’
‘So we all came down,’ said Squeak. ‘Mr Thumpy and the duck are hiding out in the dunes-’
Another cat dropped off the fence beside them. It was large and ginger and not blessed with Holy Wood intelligence. It ‘Not a chance,’ he said. ‘Who’s going to pay good money to see cats and mice chasing one another? They’re only interested even in dogs if they jus’ pander to humans the whole time, so they certainly ain’t going to watch a cat chase a mouse. Take it from me. I know about movin’ pictures.’
‘Then it’s about time your humans got it sorted out so we can go home,’ snapped stared at the sight of a mouse looking relaxed in the presence of a cat. Squeak nudged cat on the paw. ‘Get rid of it,’ he said. Cat glared at the newcomer. ‘Sod off,’ he said. ‘Go on, beat it. Gods; thish ish so humiliating.’ ‘Not just for you,’ said Gaspode, as the new cat trotted away shaking its head. ‘If some of the dogs in this town see me chatting to a cat, my street cred is going to go way down.’ ‘We were reckoning’, said the cat, with the occasional nervous glance towards Squeak, ‘that maybe we ought to give in and see if, see if, see if-’ ‘He’s trying to say there might be a place for us in moving pictures,’ said Squeak. ‘What do you think?’ ‘As a double act?’ said Gaspode. They nodded.