The trials and tribulations of parenthood.....
I was blathering away on the PC last night, listening to the Monkey snoring in the next room, when I heard him wake up and cough.
Sometimes a cough is just a cough. And other times it is the precursor of something much worse.....
I was two steps from his door when I heard it:
Monkey had cadged some Twisties after dinner, and it appeared they did not agree with his digestive system. The evidence was there, in a big yellow chunky puddle in the middle of his bed.
As fans of Blackadder would know, the big question was "How did you get so much custard out of such a small cat?"
I was thinking exactly that last night.