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My Dear Fellow,

Is it any wonder I keep bottles of water around the place when this sort of thing happens to me on a regular basis?

I'm trying hard not to make my blip a cat-blog, but it is not easy with the hairy comedians about.

In human-related news, Er Indoors is feeling a bit low today, although cheered by not having to face work for another week and a half. 

Meanwhile, I'm ministering to my sick wife's needs, trying to keep her spirits up with mags and cups of coffee. I'm like Florence Nightingale and Jesus combined, only better because Jesus never provided copies of "Hello!"

I hope Your Er Indoors is feeling a bit better today. And if she feels the need to bounce on a tennis ball, you are not allowed to laugh. 

El Parsones