Hangovers anybody? No, me neither - for a miracle!
But Molly who joined us 3 years ago, rowdy little ginger wildie, gorged on tuna, despite supervision, and puked up a couple of hours ago. On the new rug.
Why oh why, in every household, wherever you put it, is the new rug selected as victim?
Then she came and lay on my lap and purred, and, without thinking, I stroked her poor stomach, and she purred even louder...
Nothing out of the ordinary you might say. BUT - this is THE FIRST TIME, IN THREE YEARS, THAT SHE'S LET ME STROKE HER STOMACH!
Must be another miracle from St Pat!
