My first trip in a car, so they took me to a Vet. Some total stranger sticks sharp things in me, pokes me in all sorts of places, forces things down my throat, then thinks that giving me a bit of liver will make up for everything. Well I fixed him, I savaged his stethoscope.I now have inoculation against all sorts of diseases and a microchip so that I can be easily returned home if I get lost.
Only a few days to go before I move out from my parents into my own place. My new servants came to see me yesterday so I had to spend time showing them around and teaching them how to play. Its so hard breaking in new staff.
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ReplyDeleteI just tried to post a comment, but I think it got lost in that cyberspace horiscopically, or something. (Yes, I agree. How planets sputnicking through space at a million kilometres per second avoiding each other can determine the fates of us mere mortals as we go about the daily grind, I fail to fathom. However ... they seem to be able to lose my Internet bumf with much precise determination, so go figure...)
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I hope the staff are treating you well, although rumour has it your imprisoned at night! You poor poppet. I gather though that the minute you attain your Certificate I in Toilet Training, open-door privileges might come to the fore. Worth thinking about maybe!
I hope all the other comforts are meeting your expectations (if not exceeding).
May life be a happy healthy bed of roses for you sweetheart!
Lots of love, your Aunty Wendy xxxxx