Thursday, September 29, 2011
Experience teaches .
For Wilf a day spent sleeping . He rouses himself in the evening for half a bowl of freshly boiled broccoli enlivened with a little langoustine stock .
Some unexpected excitement at 3.30 am when the old fellow fails to return from his early morning pit stop . A torch wielding Angus , clad in dressing gown and a pair of Crocs, scours the garden only to find him peacefully curled up asleep in what's left of the peony border. Confusion over time and place becoming a more recurrent part of his daily routine .
A trip to the vets scheduled for later today . Experience of life with Wilf teaches us that all his symptoms will magically disappear the very second he arrives in the surgery . Guaranteed .