Showing posts with label sickie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sickie. Show all posts

Friday, 11 June 2010

Although I don't like it when...

...FP goes out without me, it does give me a chance to wrap ST around my little finger!
Today's efforts brought me more chicken for my lunch and some flavoured rice so no more of that plain rubbish - bleh!
FP attempted to shoot more of that grim paste stuff at me this morning. I discovered it mashed into my breakfast which (again, thanks to some good work I did on ST's heart strings) was some lamb meat. As soon as I tasted that grit nastiness, I went up on the lawn and puked. I think I managed to get rid of it all. Bit worried about the lawn actually. I wish ST would lay some more new turf...

Wednesday, 9 June 2010

Official

I am on a diet of rice and boiled chicken, plus I shall be tussling with FP later on as she attempts to get drops in my ear. I will eventually yield but I'll have rolled around on the floor for a bit.
I am still weak and feeble but will see visitors in ones and twos. Bless you all.

Tuesday, 8 June 2010