The electricity went off just as I was about to write the blog. A few hours later, having cooked supper by candlelight, here it is anyway.
Basically, my message of today is to be very careful what you wish for.
There was a time when I wished that Tiddles would learn how to laugh and have a sense of humour.
When he arrived, in November, two years ago, he was depressed and miserable. He was a little nobody who had nothing.
Now he is a slightly bigger somebody.
Storm was allocated to look after Tiddles as we reckoned Storm needed a friend too and Tiddles needed someone to look up to.
And he did – yes, Tiddles found his sense of humour.
He made his wish come true.
Big time.
Taking no prisoners.
while laughing at his friends.
There was a teensy weensy moment when I felt sorry for Storm.
But that moment passed when I realised he had it coming.
They deserve each other.
It is not just Storm who gets eaten alive….
Tiddles has other friends, sorry victims!
I am off to bed. Tomorrow is hospital for steroid injections into my spine under a light general anaesthetic. Perhaps do not expect a very coherent blog, if any, tomorrow. I will see how I feel.
Good luck with the injection. Hope it does some good. Lovely photos as usual.
He’s so like my little Alfie! Good luck tomorrow. Hope it’s effective.
I’ve had those steroid injections into my lower spine and they worked wonders – I hope they do so for you too, Frances…
i can hear the two of them laughing all the way ‘cross the pond!
best wishes for tomorrow, dear frances.
Best good luck for your back.
However you need no luck for raising a healthy well adjusted loving and loved menagerie of the cutest characters. Your hard work and dedication has that covered beautifully.
What a happy outcome with those ponies, especially Tidds! Will hold the good thought for your spinal procedure tomorrow. (yikes) Take care!
Who would have thought 2 years ago when Tiddles snuck into your life that he would become such a chuckle head? Job well done! Here’s hoping the back feels better.