We’ve given up on being clean let alone tidy in this house. There really is no point. These two stop only to sleep and then it is full on again!
I just watch a blur of fur rushing past me at 100 mph, with the occasional squeak when someone goes too far. So far, things have never descended to a fight. They are equally matched. Pepper doesn’t give up, ever, and Ted has weight and height on his side.
Just play, play, play, play …….. (keep typing until one of us goes to sleep!)
But it is very funny to watch and I am so pleased Ted and Pepper get on this well. Ted has been here a week and it feels right. One of the family.
Meanwhile, it is a bit of a love-hate relationship with Monster who gives as good as he gets. I think Ted wants to play with him like Pepper does and assumes it will be alright. It will not. I have told him.
Monster can always leave if he wants to. I am not concerned (I am worried, however, for the hens especially Ted got one in his mouth today – we had words).
So that’s us. It is good to be home. So much to organise, though and it is not that easy.