Sick as a ...

Poor Ollie was a bit off-colour this morning.

Refused to eat his breakfast (unheard of) or go for a walk. He just lay in his basket with his stubby tail between his legs, trying to sidle as close to the radiator as he could.

But by lunchtime he managed to eat something and go for a wander round the garden.

By teatime, his normal self again. Tail back up, ate his dinner - tried to eat Nevis's too - yep, he's back to normal.

(No, he's not crying - he always has watery eyes)