'Every story....'

Today is a day full of stories. Here's the long story short:

Kids were going to Arran. We weren't, but we did. We ran on the boat with ten minutes to spare. My dad almost choked on his coffee.

We went for a walk, we rescued a kitten from a field full of bulls. He was trapped in the mud and dung.

Dad cleaned him, we gave him teaspoons of milk and wrapped him in a jumper.

He's to be hand reared by a very kind lady on Arran. Thank Goodness.

We were destined to go to Arran to find that kitten. I know we were.

We were also destined to go to Arran as the 'village fete' was on, we entered Harry in the doggy competition - and he bloody well won!

He is burying his rosette as we speak so nobody nicks it. Crazy damned dog.