You know th eone Max and the Cheif sat in so no one could hear anything? I'm gettign me one of those.
Poor Bret (the black and white cat) was back at the vet yesterday, after looking like he was perking up on the weekend he went majorly down hill.
The vet rang first thing this morning, I'm all like yes how's Bret doing ever the optimist, and she's like not good he's just passed away. I rang my mum and she came round and I've blubbered for the last hour and a half.
So if you see me over the next week or so, I rather you didn't. I can't face speaking to anyone I know right now, so I won't be answering my phone either. I'll be goign to work serving complete strangers and then coming home to the Daft White Cat.
Not very exciting I know, I had the brief pleasure of a long awaited parcel arriving this morning. Talk about timing.