Truth and straying act signed

A truth and straying act was signed by Aerial this morning as a prerequisite to him being released into the open, where motor vehicles and other perils reign supreme. It was a short ceremony before a house of commons or differently put, a common house in the countryside, and it was performed with a wet paw. There was only one witness. The exact wording of the bill is still being worked over by the staff at the justice department. But its spirit is unambiguous: having a good time outside is arguably a feline right, but truancy will be not be tolerated ; conduct disorder is cute but getting real is cooler. So, do you think you can you do this for me? Well, do you, punk?

Balmorally speaking

Aerial strayed again for almost a week. I went out looking for him several times, but each time he kept his radio silence expertly. I found myself envisaging him in the past tense and composing all kinds of obits. Thinking how lovely he always used to be while still around. Just as I do now. But he chose to join the present tense last night, may the Lord be thanked.
This morning he was lying on my blanket and squeaking joyfully as I slowly descended the Glasgow Coma Scale. Then he threw himself supine at me and let me rub his hairy tummy. And then it happened: Without warning he performed a full blown Hitler salute with his right foreleg.  There was absolutely no question about it. This incident brings to mind the recent revelations regarding the English royals during the thirties. It appears, they all liked to do the occasional Hitler Salute during the hot summer days, when mounting a horse or shooting a fox was too demanding and they were all hard hit by stiff boredom. I don't think we should put much else into it. After all, sometimes, a Nazi salute is just..a Nazi salute... And besides, in the thirties, the Nazis where just a bunch of jolly and neatly shaven young men, who could beat up communists and jews all day long and still have a good time with their girlfriends in the evening. And those uniforms!
As to where Aerial had picked up his salute we may only venture a conjecture - there are several biker groups with Nazi sympathies in this area. He could have become a supporter in his absentia. Another, more remote possibility - he could have payed the English royals a visit at their dear paradise in the highlands. This is admittedly a far out conjecture. Yet, only border police can disprove it conclusively. If at all!