Here I am again. Turned up like a new penny with that saucy new hip Lola in tow. Dolores came to an ignominious end. I was asked to donate her to science but she and I had hepatitis way back in the day so poor Dolores went to the knackers.
Lola is being good but demanding. Loads of rules and regs as to what she can and cannot do.Push her too far and out she will pop and we don't want that!
Each day we venture forth a little more Lola and I, bearing in mind I am heading into my dotage. We trotted out into the hood yesterday and had a sniff of the neighbours roses.Then we tottered home and staggered around the garden for a bit.The boredom is stupendous!!!!!
I had an uneasy feeling the operation would be the least of my worries and I was right.
What can you do when you live in a shoe? Get laced that's what! but no, Percocet has taken that small joy out of my life though I take less of it each week. All depends on how stressed Lola is. Right now she is resting easy so I can sit for a bit and bash this out.
It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye and then it's a sport!
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