The question wasn't settled in the early hours of Wednesday, when Scooter and her tail fell out. There was some tiny growling, the tail lashed about like a propeller, making Scooter even madder, then I must have gone back to sleep. The trouble is when they do decide to settle the question by a FIGHT, it is always a painful draw. Scooter bites her tail savagely and finds that the tail has an equally savage bite.
Its a bit like me and Geometry. I could never get the hang of it.
Captain Butterfly was off chasing the Waxwing herds at Crosspool - and I am reasonably up to date with my studying - which has helped me no end.
Jen gave us all a lovely lunch - and Captain B fell on the ice!!! Just what I have been terrified of, but he is OK, thank God.
Jen's garden, like Bea's, is looking lovely even at this bleak time of year. They both put a lot of thought, planning and hard work into their gardens, and it shows.
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