Poo Brew

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

This is Jasper. At 5am. He was trying to get onto the top of the A/C unit which is attached to the outside wall. 

He eventually managed it and got stuck and had to be rescued. I picked him up and he kicked me in the stomach. He was not at all grateful.

I had a pretty pleasant day. Caro and me watched telly and hung out with cats. I helped her wash her car and was demoted from holding the bucket to holding the hose. 

"It's a very important job," she told me. But I knew that she was lying. 

But in the afternoon my stomach started to hurt again. I wasn't concerned particularly. It's moving DOWN. If you know what I mean. 

Let's not dwell on what that means.

Caro gave me something to drink called "Poo Brew". She said it would "wash me out". I'm not sure how I feel about this. 

I had a nap and Caro worked in the garden where Jasper once again got himself on top of the A/C unit and once again got stuck and once again had to be rescued. 

He kicked Caro in the stomach. He was not at all grateful. 

So the end of my day has been quieter than the start. I reheated the cashew chicken for Caro and I drank a LOT of water. 

I'll be working from home tomorrow, so will be taking it nice and easy. I'll let you know how the "washing out" goes.

But not in detail.

S.