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Bendy boy.

No one will play twister with Gruff. Can you see why? He is part jellyfish I swear…

bendy boy

Shredding the bedding.

I suppose I should be grateful that it’s not one of Evie’s fluffy toys but what a mess!

shredding the bedding

Living the dream.

And I woke myself up to draw this post. That’s how I roll…tea’s gone cold though…

living the dream


Show off.



I’ve been trying to quietly wrap a very shouty Incredible Hulk toy for Gruff’s birthday tomorrow. It’s not going well, Hulk is insisting he has to smash everything and we’re going to have to have words…
hulk smash




…is everywhere at the moment, literally.
Gruff has brought home half of our Sunday woodland walk with him, there are acorns in our washing machine, there is a chewed up branch in Bonnie’s crate and Arnie is busy swiping at a giant maple leaf on the floor…
autumn m2015


…lots of them, towers of bread. I sliced through eight rounds tonight in one go, living dangerously…

Wet cat.

Here he comes, expecting a lap to dry out on…
wet wet wet


I had to take Gruff to the minor injuries unit today as he’d cut open his elbow in the playground at school.
No stitches needed but he has to keep his elbow dry for five days so no showers.
That cheered him up!


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