Catching flies

What I want to know is (that's me, Harry) why isn't my fur as shiny as what George's is?  It's not a bit fair, because everyone knows how beautiful I is, but I want my fur to shine like George.  My fur is clean, and brushed as well, but I still doesn't shine.  And we isn't looking at her, because we is catching flies.  Apparently when the sun comes out, so does the flies.  Another of life's little mysteries, I 'spect.

Anyway, we hasn't been around for a few days because the proverbial hit the fan again, and she's been to that many meetings we've hardly seen her, and when we has, we've all mostly been asleep.  Something to do with that Old Government House place.