Thursday, December 11, 2008
Oliver's Big Day.
Oliver is six and a half months old this week and That Day has arrived. He's down at the v-e-t's getting his little gingerbits removed.
The other one (whose bits were gone before he arrived) is wandering around the house like a lost soul looking for Oliver everywhere, and coming up onto my desk to meep at me anxiously. Oliver is gone, he keeps telling me. Lost. Paws has never been alone in this house before. He's always had at least Oliver to keep him company. The big hairy one is not as brave as he looks...he wants his pal back. Please?