We now have Woggles in situ, after Eddie and I took the decision to rescue him from his shrub outside the house in Kintbury. It’s not an ideal situation because I still have to go over there twice a day to feed Tilly, but at least now everyone’s got a roof over their heads. In the meantime I’ve started the great ringround in the hope that I can find a new home for Tilly.
All in all, it’s pretty exhausting. Will and I were in the car for a good 2 hours this morning visiting Mother (who is on the mend slowly), sorting out Tilly, buying more cat food and running various other errands. Poor Will was absolutely desperate to get out of that car seat by the time we got home. I feel like I am drowning trying to keep everything together. It’s not how I was hoping to spend my last fortnight of freedom! Now it looks as though Will is getting a cold which only means one thing – I’m next. G.R.E.A.T.
William's First Year 