Chatting with a colleague today about pets. She used to foster cats for the SPCA. The last one she had came to her with the name Harry Potter. She used to like sneaking up behind it and saying, in a load voice: “Yer a wizard, Harry!” Used to scare the daylights out of the poor thing, apparently, although no doubt hilarious. No more cat fostering after that, sadly.
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