September 19th 2012 10:34 pm
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Mum was home all evening again last night so I was out, chasing dragons and bears. When I came in for my checks on the girls I found them playing Josie's favourite game.
Mum has a low table and she puts a pen on it and tells Josie very solumnly that she wants the pen left just where it is. Josie pretends to agree and walks away. Then she runs back, ambushes the pen from a surprise angle and knocks it to the ground. Then off she runs, chuckling to herself.
Mum pretends to be annoyed and puts the pen back. They can carry this on for hours.
To me the game would only be fun if mum really did want the pen left where it was but we know the difference and Josie only likes it because she can hear mum laughing too. Josie leaves the naughtiness to the expert which is me!
I only managed to catch leaves last night. I did forget to write at the weekend that I caught a real dragon only mum got it and let it go. And said it was a dragon-fly but that's a real type of dragon.
All the purring for Ricky worked and his cone is gone. The report is that he spent a busy evening giving a thorough wash to all those parts he couldn't reach before. His fur will grow back and he'll be good as new.
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Glad Ricky is feeling better! Hope you can catch some more dragons soon!
Glad all the purrs for Ricky worked. I know about not being able to wash certain parts but in my case it's because I'm old something you and Ricky won't have to worry about for years yet.
Can you please say G'day to your Mum and Josie for me.
Josie's game sounds like fun. Happy that Ricky feels better.
We'll have to call you 'Toby the Dragon Slayer' now.
I thought St. George slew all the dragons in England. Or was that St. Patrick? And snakes? In Scotland? or was it Wales? or Orkney? Oh, who can keep it all straight?