2am. Purrrrrrprrrrrprrrrrr muuuuuummm, isn't it breakfast time yet?
3am. Lickscrapetug damn bandage, can't get at the tuggy bits of cotton.
3.30. Prrrrrpuuurrrrr purrr PURRRRRR daaaaad, moooove over will you?
4.00. Maybe if I lie on mum's face she'll get up and make us breakfast...
And so on...
Nope, no photos, I am so not looking my best...
And introducing friendly Boris. who likes to be tickled.
(Unfriendly Lucy refused to show herself)
(Unfriendly Lucy refused to show herself)
Ah yes, they seem to be recovering nicely... too bad their recovery is taking so much out of you!
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