Sunday, February 26, 2012
A thespian PON.
Angus heads off to talk to serious folk in dark suits. A five am departure. The line " it puts kibbles in the bowl " doesn't wash with Wilf. He does his Mr.Glum routine. Sad face resting on paws. A thespian PON. I think it may be the black leather shoes and the suit that give the game away.
Before I go ' the font ' reminded that the old fellow needs a walk in the garden every forty five minutes after his seven in the morning and six in the evening insulin injections . A sleep deprived '' Yes. yes I know " from somewhere under the duvet.
'' I'll be back on Tuesday '' I say to Wilf when closing the front door. He's already asleep .