Saturday 24 April 2010

A gallon of poo & a thank you.



The excitement, travelling, change of water etc, finally caught up with Ted's guts on Thursday night, and I woke up in a squitty minefield. Wouldn't have been too bad, but the floorboards upstairs are bare until the new carpet's laid, so quite a lot of "the excitement" dripped down through the gaps in the boards. There's no way I can get it out, so it will sit above my kitchen ceiling for all eternity, or until some archaeological dig discovers it in a few hundred years, and wonders why people were still building houses out of shit in 2010.
The Mafia are still undecided about the new recruit. Madge has adopted the children shouldn't be seen or heard approach, whilst Pie sits with a very vacant look in her eyes and just gazes lovingly at him. They both hate the fact that he gets fed four times a day, but are more than happy to wash his face when he's finished eating. Ted, on the other hand, adores both the girls, and as the days go by, I'm beginning to see real Godfather potential in him.
Ellie. Thank you for the lovely card. The picture looks just like Ted. He's going for a health check, and his first vaccination next week, so I will discuss some of the glaringly obvious problems you spotted with the vet. xx


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