19 years old!? Larry needs to train his replacement and retire to a sunny villa in Türkiye filled with Pom poms, catnip mocktails, and a dedicated staff consisting of a Chef, Scritcher, and a Veterinary tech.
Ah, but you see, he's got a taste for power now. Walking the hallowed halls of number 10, interrupting the prime minister, foreign dignitaries, and whoever else might be found in the heart of government at will, demanding, and receiving, attention from the highest eschelons. He couldn't give that up now. Not for all the catnip mocktails in Türkiye.
Counterpoint. Larry doesn’t give a fuck about human desires. Larry (in Türkiye) would have a whole country who adores cats on his doorstep, and he doesn’t have to deal with “just a bit of mizzle” ever again. Larry isn’t a techbro, politician, or human. Larry wakes up at 3am just to fuck with you, take shit, and demand snugs. In that order.
From the way you write on thus subject, and the fervour with which you do so, some might suspect you of being an agent of Türkiye, tasked with tempting away a key member of His Majesty's Government. I'll be keeping my eye on you...
Larry is a serious civil servant, doing serious civil servant things. You can see him here in a smart, and very patriotic, bowtie, practicing his next address to the cabinet. He has no time for such triffles as waking at 3am just to mess with you, and knows he not only has a nation adores cats on his doorstep, but that he sits at the very epicentre of power of that nation. The mizzle, I grant you, would be less of an issue in Türkiye.
Seriously, I hope he's having a great feline old age, with plenty of warm places to nap, and treats and fusses on demand. I suspect there will be drama in the papers when he does finally go to join the choir eternal, and the prime minister of the day will need to be quite careful in what they say to avoid stiring up some bad press.
As of some time in the 1970s, there are no longer any official ships’ cats in the Royal Navy, so feline employment in Britain is basically Larry and the cat in the Elizabethan ruff collar who lives in the pub near Covent Garden.
9 Comments
notabot@piefed.social · 19 pts · 167d
Larry, the current incumbent, has been in role for over 15 years now.
TheAsianDonKnots@lemmy.zip · 5 pts · 167d
19 years old!? Larry needs to train his replacement and retire to a sunny villa in Türkiye filled with Pom poms, catnip mocktails, and a dedicated staff consisting of a Chef, Scritcher, and a Veterinary tech.
notabot@piefed.social · 6 pts · 167d
Ah, but you see, he's got a taste for power now. Walking the hallowed halls of number 10, interrupting the prime minister, foreign dignitaries, and whoever else might be found in the heart of government at will, demanding, and receiving, attention from the highest eschelons. He couldn't give that up now. Not for all the catnip mocktails in Türkiye.
TheAsianDonKnots@lemmy.zip · 2 pts · 167d
Counterpoint. Larry doesn’t give a fuck about human desires. Larry (in Türkiye) would have a whole country who adores cats on his doorstep, and he doesn’t have to deal with “just a bit of mizzle” ever again. Larry isn’t a techbro, politician, or human. Larry wakes up at 3am just to fuck with you, take shit, and demand snugs. In that order.
I await your rebuttal.
notabot@piefed.social · 3 pts · 167d
From the way you write on thus subject, and the fervour with which you do so, some might suspect you of being an agent of Türkiye, tasked with tempting away a key member of His Majesty's Government. I'll be keeping my eye on you...
Larry is a serious civil servant, doing serious civil servant things. You can see him here in a smart, and very patriotic, bowtie, practicing his next address to the cabinet. He has no time for such triffles as waking at 3am just to mess with you, and knows he not only has a nation adores cats on his doorstep, but that he sits at the very epicentre of power of that nation. The mizzle, I grant you, would be less of an issue in Türkiye.
Seriously, I hope he's having a great feline old age, with plenty of warm places to nap, and treats and fusses on demand. I suspect there will be drama in the papers when he does finally go to join the choir eternal, and the prime minister of the day will need to be quite careful in what they say to avoid stiring up some bad press.
Eat_Your_Paisley@lemmy.world · 13 pts · 167d
Maybe they could make him PM he’d probably be better than the last few
EndOfLine@lemmy.world · 12 pts · 167d
AllNewTypeFace@leminal.space · 2 pts · 167d
As of some time in the 1970s, there are no longer any official ships’ cats in the Royal Navy, so feline employment in Britain is basically Larry and the cat in the Elizabethan ruff collar who lives in the pub near Covent Garden.
ohulancutash@feddit.uk · 2 pts · 167d
There’s also the cat at the FCO