How's this for efficiency.
The boy Robin in a net cafe somewhere in deepest darkest Peru (I think) left a comment requesting pictures of our fat and furry friends, and around an hour after spotting the message they're online.
These were taken about a fortnight ago, Duke in typical Duke fashion decided that the prime spot to sleep at that precise time was the bowl on the Welsh Dresser that we dump our bits and bobs in when we come in the door, keys, pens, bits of post etc etc. As well as this bowl being full of junk, it's also about 3 sizes too small for a large cat to fit in, and due to it's small base it was precarious to climb into, he almost sent it flying. Gonzo though, as we know is far to clever to do daft things like that! He just spends his time chewing nettles.
Robin, since you went on your travels, and we moved here, Duke has got fat, and Gonzo has got fatter. So feel free to chase them round the house trying to pat them and go ahhhhh, because they need the exercise.
In other news, work has been a chore this week. I hate BT, and Phones, and Customers and YC. If I can get my brain to switch off and stop thinking about it I might be able to enjoy the Bank Holiday.
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