What to tell you this week?? Magnus would have been 10 years old on the 9th of October and it's my birthday on the 16th. I'll be 9years old. Murphy has not been well and scared Lala very much by chucking up blood. Apparently it was his pills for a leg infection. That young chap gets more and more like my old friend everyday!!
Well, yesterday, went for my first long journey, on my own, in the van. I know I've been to Dumfries but I know that road now. This time we went to Glasgow. I objected, strongly, the whole way there and back. I felt very lonely in the back of the van. No-one to cuddle into. Magnus was always very relaxed and I would just snuggle into him but he's not here any more. I was cold and the van rattled. I just whined all the time. I'd also been a very long walk the day before and really just wanted a duvet day to chill. Instead they dragged me round Kelvingrove gardens. The only good thing were the tree rabbits. 
I made them pay for it though. Anyway there have been mumblings about venison for my birthday tomorrow so I'd better perk up.
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