still fumbling

Its a depressing day on top of a even more depressing visit to the vet. My mum commented that she can finally see why i bought myself a cat. Cats dun scream at you in fron of your parents, they dun pack up and walk out of u. even if that happens, it was because u left the door open.

My still sickly cat was unable to get his vaccine cos his immune system is very wek according to the vet. He's also known as Mr Dirty Ears now. At least i got a groomin service from the nice people minus the bath. Still the trip made me feel like a lousy mummy, something not even the very nice curry rice and fix. So the went home and continued to feel lousy for the rest of the night. Until i finally got sick of flipping channels that did i decide to call someone. My distress is obvious enough i guess... Thank you for mathematically working out that one third weight increase conversion to the equivalent of human terms is quite a feat. And because u are so good at this, i could sleep 10 hours after. U are such a darling!

I have the strangest relationship with this one. Happy, angry or rainy it works in e stranges of ways so i quote from the current: :"I think u worry for me the subtle ways that i'd give in but i know you like the show"