Peace and harmony in the NJAHS household
Coco is fixed. She had her op yesterday and it was a success - the vet managed to locate and remove all her remaining kitten-making bits. When she first came out of the box she staggered around the room like she was drunk, and her eyes remained all-pupil until approx 10pm last night, which was kind of freaky. She's now just kind of depressed and sulky because she's wearing a buster collar (I would post a picture if BT were able to connect our broadband - bah!) but I'm sure she'll come round and I'll be back in her good books.
Fiance went to the shops on the way home from work last night and came back with a huge bunch of Guilt Flowers (lilies, which I have to admit aren't my favourites, but as he doesn't ever read this website I can safely admit that here), Guilt Pudding (he doesn't normally encourage dessert), and some chicken for poor Coco's dinner (he's a smart cookie, he knows the way to my heart is through my kitties).
The thought was lovely though, and he has now been completely forgiven. The big twonk.
Fiance went to the shops on the way home from work last night and came back with a huge bunch of Guilt Flowers (lilies, which I have to admit aren't my favourites, but as he doesn't ever read this website I can safely admit that here), Guilt Pudding (he doesn't normally encourage dessert), and some chicken for poor Coco's dinner (he's a smart cookie, he knows the way to my heart is through my kitties).
The thought was lovely though, and he has now been completely forgiven. The big twonk.
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I am so glad that you said that the way to you heart was through your 'kitty' and not some other innuendo used to describe furry felines!
I am so going to pass this on to Boyfriend, I got nothing after cleaning up the puke from our bed-covers. . .
There are some benefits to Cam not reading blog then.
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The P word never even crossed my mind, you dirty bisom!
To be honest it was mainly cause I was ill that I was pissed off, I'm used to the drunkenness. Puking in the bed definitely merits at least a bunch of flowers. Especially if you were in it at the time!
I'm hoping Cam will read it someday so that he knows I don't like lilies!
Me neither. . .wedding and funeral flower! I'm a cheap and cheerful tulip girl!
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