I’ve been feeling a bit better this evening, so have been wanting to play – but Grandma doesn’t approve so she’s been telling me off. And cousin Gizzy has been shut out of the lounge to stop him playing with me. When am I meant to have any fun? How much longer do I just have to lie around for?
Not fair at all, but if you spends months getting bored now, you may have years to make up for it ~ I hope