Dead dalek

You would be forgiven if you really did think this is a dead dalek. it's actually a plastic cone that some of HER yarn comes on. She's knitting up a storm at the moment - hence the empty cone.

Now, do I have a story to tell you!

Yesterday me 'n Ernie raced around like a pair of banshees. On account of Ernie is better now. So much so that when Ernie went home and after I had my dinner (chicken, yum!) I went fast asleep.

When I woke up HE took me outside for a you know what, and I was just about sleep walking so I didn't notice SHE wasn't there. Then again at 10pm HE took me out for my "last minute before bed" you know what, and I just about registered she wasn't around. Then, when HE put me to bed, I knew something was up.

SHE didn't come and give me my good night tummy tickle. Or tell me my good nighty night story. I started to get that horrid feeling in my tummy that something wasn't right.

This morning, HE came to let me out, but I wasn't having any of that. I flew around the house looking for her, and I ran upstairs as quick as two sticks.

And I found her. She hadn't gone away after all, there she was in bed. So I jumped on the bed (that's a really nice place by the way, I could get used to that), and I licked her awake.

She explained that she had a really really bad headache so had to go to bed early.

Just to be on the safe side, I have been her shadow today.