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I was dreaming, a mouse was squeaking near my ear. So I woke with a bit of a start.
I could hear breathing, in soft shallow gasps, punctuated with tiny squeals.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"MMmmuumm", was the reply.
"What are you doing?" "Nothing." "Hmm, sounds like it. You're having a fiddle aren't you?" "No..." "I'm not sure I believe you, fortunately we have a solution, we'll have this fixed in a jiffy." "Oh!" "Yes, now I can finish my kip in peace!"
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I rearranged her bindings as I had to go out and I didn't want her to have any accidents. But she's still in the doghouse tho'.
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Sorry the photos are a bit dark, but it was early and I only had the bedroom lamp on.
Cheers,
Tyr.
“We’ve always been vulnerable. Every day you go out the house, you’re vulnerable. You’re inches from diving under a bus or somebody hitting you over the head for your money. Nothing is safe. Everybody seems to be obsessed with safety. Well, nothing is safe, okay? Nothing! Make the most of it while you’re safe now. You won’t be tomorrow, maybe.”
The Late, Great, Ian Fraser Kilminster.
My 'e' key is getting sticky, so now and thn words may look a bit odd.