Never mind "The eagle has landed"

BANDIT HAS POOPED!

(Does this say something about my social life?)

She was eating again through for some reason less keen on wet food-
then again Hugh tells me she prefers dry and through wet food is
better he wasn't too fussed at the moment what she was eating as long
as she was

She did a classic. Mark had made a ham sandwich and as he was coming
out of the kitchen she shot in front of his feet and he stopped but
the sandwich didn't. By the time he'd called her a few choice names
and bent down the sandwich was still there but the ham was being
dragged off at high speed,

Not sure whether it was the ham, the stuff the vet forced her to eat
yesterday or just things settling down but she then headed for a box
and pooped! A really big poop like the last few days all at once, Mark
said he was glad to be 6 feet 8 since it was eye wateringly smelly
even at his height

(We all really must get out more if this is the subject of an
overjoyed phone call from Hugh to me!)

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs