...and I thought I had been doing well the last few days. Since the porridge had been working so well, I tried to alternate, offering new foods for the palate ('Get 'em while they are young' policy kay thehat!), so cheese it was for breakfast.
So what was a semi-charming, Romeo-in-love kind of mourning two nights ago, yesterday became a full throttle howl in the middle of the night. Tears, frown and bushi in tow. But an exhaustive morning and charming dinner by the sea later I was zonked with little to no patience for this kind of romance. So he whined and howled away while I a few inches away, actually managed to sleet in quasi agony.
However the brilliance never abates, because this morning we had something again for breakfast.
Yup, cheese.
My night is done in! Again!
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