We are short of light reading on HP just now and need a laugh, I was reminded of this true story when reading the other thread - Cats! Again! so here goes:
This lady was a great lover of animals and owned a beautiful cat who had free run of her house and garden. Early one morning she was woken by her cat jumping on her bed with a live mouse in its mouth, which it promptly dropped. It started to scurry off the bed. To rescue it, the lady grabbed the nearest piece of clothing she could lay her hands on to cover the poor mouse and pick it up, which she did with both hands. She carefully carried the tiny creature downstairs to release it, but all was locked up and the burglar alarm was set.
Problem: how to get the mouse out of the house without releasing it from the clothing in her cupped hands? Answer: let it out the way it came in!
So she knelt by the back door of the kitchen, pushed her hands out through the catflap and shook the garment to allow the mouse to escape - mission accomplished!
Then it dawned on her there were some boots just visible through the catflap. She looked up to see through the window in the top of the door the astonished milkman who was about to deposit her daily bottle. What he could see was this scantily clad lady shaking her underware through the catflap - and beat a hasty retreat! I believe he now leaves the milk just inside the garden gate instead of at the door.
This lady was a great lover of animals and owned a beautiful cat who had free run of her house and garden. Early one morning she was woken by her cat jumping on her bed with a live mouse in its mouth, which it promptly dropped. It started to scurry off the bed. To rescue it, the lady grabbed the nearest piece of clothing she could lay her hands on to cover the poor mouse and pick it up, which she did with both hands. She carefully carried the tiny creature downstairs to release it, but all was locked up and the burglar alarm was set.
Problem: how to get the mouse out of the house without releasing it from the clothing in her cupped hands? Answer: let it out the way it came in!
So she knelt by the back door of the kitchen, pushed her hands out through the catflap and shook the garment to allow the mouse to escape - mission accomplished!
Then it dawned on her there were some boots just visible through the catflap. She looked up to see through the window in the top of the door the astonished milkman who was about to deposit her daily bottle. What he could see was this scantily clad lady shaking her underware through the catflap - and beat a hasty retreat! I believe he now leaves the milk just inside the garden gate instead of at the door.