I read the instructions to the best of my ability.
The information is tricky to say the least.
And took hours to get working.
However the rolled hem is pretty.
A day to sleep, to be sad and be avoided.
It’s hard to know if it’s the poorlyness or something else.
Even she avoided me only willing to come once in bed.
Apparently if you bugger your back enough that you can’t walk the dog she turns into a manic andrex puppy.
How does she manage to look like a cartoon?!?
No one gave Fidget the memo that when you burry things it’s not enough to put them down in the middle of somewhere, and walk round it lots.
Today I learned a lot of stuff, mostly about not coping and the side effects.
It was genuinely fascinating.
This evening I just demonstrated what I’d learnt.
I have some amazing people in my life, and some awesome furry friends.
So proud my little lady passed her assessment.