this morning's bulletin

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Ptep slept on the bed most of the night, and this morning followed me round and actually *asked* for food. No matter that there was oxcheek, Whiskas, IAMs tinned, bikkit and some minced up roast beef with a tomatoey gravy for him to choose from - he wanted CHICKIE!, so that's what he got :)

he goes up and down, really - seems better in the mornings, but he's taking his meds fine, and whatever happens, he's getting loads of love and attention.

today's public thanks goes to Graham, who sent us a comfort pack containing Twiglets, Maltesers and a fridge magnet that says "People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life" - we were quite overcome :) (so sorry, Graham, to have thought it was from someone else - [fx: embarrassed]).

onward and upwards ...