So I am driving along the road, minding my own business, humming away to the kickin' deep heavy beats of Frank Sinatra and a crazy driver in a white beat-up van skids round a corner, takes off my wing mirror and zooms off into the distance! It will cost a few hundred pounds to repair ... grrr ...
THEN Mittens goes out in the blustery, heavy rain and catches a small bird, brings it into the house and along with Maisy starts to torture the poor thing. Thankfully I got to it in time and managed to rescue the poor little thing and release it back into the wild. I have 2 scratches and had my finger clawed for my pains ... grrr ...
Oh & I am off to Nashville next week - snow, - 7 degrees, cold ... grrr ...
Then Chicago the week after - snow, - 4 degrees, cold ... grrr ...
There's a lot of growling going on here in Sharma-land ... grrr ...
(on the plus side, Moo is smiling again and has started eating properly again and even barked at the postman)
