Monthly Archives: September 2015
Saw Arnie playing with something in the corner of the dining room this evening. Thought it was a big spider and turned away but then the image of what was actually…
mouth, hit me!
Mouse, after being dropped and picked up by my lovely feline, was still alive albeit a bit dazed.
Mouse was very small, so I scooped him up with one hand and then promptly remembered how one bit me like this a few years ago.
Mouse experienced air travel up the garden before any more harm was done.
Gruff asked if I would play Lego with him tonight, so we built a retirement home for super-heros, (who have various limbs missing. Some even have no heads).
We built a dining room, one bed and a wall made out of Tardis bits.
They have a carpet and one mug to share their Lego tea.
Bet you don’t see that on Big Brother eh?
Bonnie has selective recall. This means she comes back when SHE wants to and not when I want her too.
This also means if something rancid and rotten has caught her eye and she wants to eat it, there is no force on Earth, no amount of bellowing, screaming, pleading and begging that will bring her back to me until she decides in her doggie wisdom to do so.
Then she will happily bound back to me as if nothing was wrong, leaving me looking like the park banshee (again)…