Felicity was resting, in a deep state of reverie, when the call of nature came upon me.
He skidded across the wooden floor running after the toys and I was giggling away. Then I thought, I probably should get out more.
I sighed, and threw a knee up on the narrow wall, hauled myself up (all in my slippers, mind!) and balanced delicately on the wall. Tom Cruise in Mission Impossible wouldn’t have had a patch on me.
I have just come in from the dark. The full moon was rising, the surrounding clouds melting away. I took
Denis the vet only lost a little skin, as did I, and it will grow back.