It's Been a Funny Week

It's been a funny week.  Tuesday was a very bad day for my bestest chum Freddie.  He had a very bad epileptic fit and my friend Huggy had to come round and give him lots of medication.  She kept saying it didn't look good, but after Freddie had been asleep for hours, she came back and said that he was out of the fit and fingers crossed he would be OK.

I had kept telling my mum on Monday night that something was very wrong but she didn't listen to me.  One day she will believe me.  Anyway, on Wednesday Huggy rang mum again and said that Chloe was positive.  I know she is a pretty upbeat sort of girl, but honestly I thought she had been a bit out of sorts for the last few weeks.  Still, mum went off to collect some drops and squirted them in Chloe's mouth and said that they should make her feel better in a few days.  Don't understand what hypothyroidism is but apparently that is what Chloe is positive for.

I am sad today because that nice couple who kidnapped my bestest chum for a few weeks came back today and did it again.  Now I am all alone and not happy.  It's not the same without the president of the Naughty Boys Club, still mum said we could go play in a little while, so hopefully I shall see him again soon.

It is going to seem very strange next week because Dad said he was going away on Wednesday and wasn't going to be back for many weeks.  It is going to be very quiet around here with just mum and Chloe.

My Chum Comes to Stay

Oh, such excitement.  On Wednesday my chum Freddie came back to stay for 10 days holiday.  We have had such fun recreating the naughty boys club.

Here we all are trying to be good.

My mum says that Freddie looks wonderful and very handsome now.  He certainly has changed.  He doesn't have those funny marks on his head and legs now.  My mum says that was where he was injured before he came to live with us.  She was so pleased with his progress she took a photograph just of him.  Not sure I approve of not being in the picture but what do you think of him now.

Of course, I am now insisting that mum posts a picture of how handsome I look now as well.  She said something to dad this morning about me being 9.5 and wasn't that a miracle.

Well, must dash, I need to go and have a sleep on my sofa now.  Speak to you all soon