Not happy!

Today has not been a great day. First thing this morning, I am greeted by a very dead rabbit; a victim of my seemingly increasingly feral cats. Later on, Harry had football training, only to find there was a pungently, decomposing vole in one of his boots.
And finally, I had just settled down to do some marking, when Charlie appeared at the door with Storm. Storm was covered in bright red paint. Turns out that our neighbours had been marking out the foundations for their new garage, with the thickest paint ever. How stupid is that?
One phone call to the emergency vets and we were in the car for some assistance. Poor Storm was shaved in patches all over! He has a virtually bald head and is having to wear a cone to ensure he doesn’t lick the paint at all. I am so angry with people for using utterly inappropriate materials to mark out the foundations. What happened to using a quick drying chalk paint?
Poor Storm will have to be sedated tomorrow morning to get the rest of the paint off him. The only saving grace is that it was a water based paint rather than oil based. Not the best day.