Thank you for pestering The Typist so much and reminding her it's Novembro. She's been busy doing laundry, cleaning the house and weeding the yard [when she's not sleeping]. She's also been sick and keeps my out-at-work human and me awake every night with her coughing and sneezing.
Anyway, thanks to you, she's now on A Guilt Trip and feels bad about being such a slacker and is typing for me again. I'm sorry this isn't a good story but her head is still full of snot and it's making it hard for her to think. It's just to let you know I'm okay.
"See? I'm okay!"
I hope The Typist bucks up soon. Until then, much love to you and The Dom.
Georgia Little Pea xox
p.s. The Typist has been packing! I think she may be going away again!
Georgia Little Pea arrived home 1 day after us [and 2 days late thanks to the Qantas strike], riding calmly at the back of The Camp Commandant's wagon.
In 6 weeks, her fur had gone lighter, her belly skin, dark. She had a few scratches and nip marks, and mites in her ears. It took 2 baths to rinse the dust from her fur and the mud from between her toes. She hadn't put on or lost any weight. She smelt of the kennels, and still does, despite a 3rd bath with a lovely shampoo infused with citrus essential oils.
Her blankie was too stinky to be saved.
It could just be that our little girl has grown up.