Wheelie issue of the day ~ How does one stomp out after a row, when one is dependent on one's partner? Makes things very difficult. Food for thought.
My mouse with the strange eye seems to be improving *touch wood* but work is slipping, so less time to write essays on the blog. My new baby mice are ever so sweet though, but I'm trying really hard not to spam photos of them.
Hopefully, anyway, lots of work photos shortly.
But I Would Drive Five Thousand Miles, And I Would Drive Five Thousand More
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