Oh-ho

Thank you all so much for your comments and congratulations yesterday. It fair tugged at the heart strings it did - AND I got into the spotlight, albeit very briefly. You are very very kind, and I love you all.

There's trouble brewing.... or at least there would be if HE was at home.

That black scridgey thing at my feet is not a dead snake. No.

It's HIS headband, which I pinched from the gym this morning. I don't normally get into the gym, but SHE had to go in there for something or other. I wasn't allowed to see what it was.

What people don't seem to realise is that if someone isn't at home (where they should be incidentally) it's really important to keep the smells up, so you don't forget. HIS headbands always smell great, and you can loop your nose through them, and shake them until they are quite dead .... and stuff like that.

As luck would have it, SHE got it back off me moments after she took this picture. She's a bit like that - get the picture first and then worry about consequences.

In this instance the consequence for me was that I lost my toy. So not fair.

In other news, SHE isn't very well, apparently some person behind her on the plane was coughing and spluttering all the way across the Pacific (whatever that is), and she caught a cold.

Also, I've been working very hard today. Ollie and Ernie didn't come to work today, because Ollie had to go the Melbourne. So SHE is home alone. So.... do you know what I did? I spent the entire afternoon in the front garden guarding the boundaries.

That's very important work, that is.