25th December 2025
There were two things to celebrate today, Christmas, and the one week anniversary of Winnie coming home.
I will say that Christmas is more predictable.
Winnie has her moments, it’s really difficult to keep track of her, she is like a ghost. she has her spot in the kitchen, a bed that is her favourite.
She settles on that. I turn around and she has disappeared. “Where the heck is she now?” I’m worried that she has left a wet spot somewhere.
I can look at my phone for a milliseconds, and its
done.
I get so paranoid that I take her outside every ten minutes. Phoebe has the look that says “ well I knew this would happen”.
The Christmas dinner itself was attended by all the family, an unusual event in itself. It was not the dinner that I’m used to in the UK this was a buffet style where everyone contributes by bringing something, however Greer and Cameron didn’t bring what they should of, which didn’t go down very well with me. That’s all they had to do, and they couldn’t do that.
However the food was ample, and I probably ate too much again.
And that was that, a quick game of passing presents that you don’t really want verses some that you want, and it was all over.
We rushed back to see if Winnie had filled her cage with smelly stuff, but we were pleased, and somewhat surprised that there was none, a result. For the rest of the evening were were on piss and poo patrol again, but we have survived a week, will we make it to two?
Another Lifetime to go 