Adorned

I do declare that's a spider's web right across my face, spoiled the 'do I had at the hairdresser this morning.

Now, we are all going to sing a little song, 1...2...3..

Oh, I am a slim little dog,
slim little dog, slim little dog,
Oh I am a fat oops slim little dog
All the live long day!

It's the way I'm sitting ...honest.

Anyway to change the subject, which I think I'd better.  Last night I had a very special job to do.  HE went to bed ever so early with a bad headache and SHE slept in The Other Room, so as not to disturb him.  I could have slept with HER in The Other Room if I had wanted, but no, I said. 

It's my job to look after HIM in his hour of need - so I did - all night long, and he did say I was the best little nurse he ever had (good job she's not jealous, or there could have been ructions).  And do you know what - today he's better, and HE told me on the quiet it was ME that made him better.

So there you are.  It's my life's work to make people feel better.