Whimper
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Date: 30 May 2008 08:13:23
Well, I survived the night, despite being asked every three minutes by a concerned Smudgelet whether I was still OK, and despite every kiss from Tiddles being on the spot he usually kisses - right on my forehead - and every snuggle being on the left hand side where my hip was decidedly bruised. However I don't look like road kill this morning, amazingly, and had a good night's sleep.
The good news is that Paddy has a new home to go to and so fears of getting too attached are easily allayed. (No, Jack, I remain resolute. I do!) But we are all very much besotted with this lovely boy... who is turning out definitely to be a bit of a mummy's boy! :o) We walked him again yesterday with great pleasure, and it was lovely how pleased he was to see us. Mind you, poor old Smudgelet had another disappointment - despite us taking a lovely new ball for him to play with, Paddy was determined to spend his off-the-lead time having a snuggle with me rather than a play with the Smudgelet, despite all attempts to persuade him otherwise.
