You may have realised that I was intending to blog daily this month. And then along came the 2nd of Doctober when the best cat in the world (obviously I think Phoebe is amazing and I love Flora Mybug) Tybalt aka Mr Tibs aka Tibtobs aka Tibtobularum aka Tyblobs became unwell and I had to do, you know, my job with him. And then along came the 3rd of Optober when I had to remove his spleen and I am still, you know, stressed and worried about him and everything. As are all the other people who love him because he is, as I said, officially the best cat in the world. And, yes, it is official, there has been a UN resolution to that effect so don't argue, okay?
So, while Tybalt is recuperating in a ginormous cage in the living room (so big that last night I was forced to watch Dr Who from around the edge of it - which was convenient because I kept an eye on Tybalt whilst cowering from the scary alien ghosts) today has become a day for making chocolate chip cookies and hang the diet for now.