I was good, I held back the tears as she was placed in the back of the van, covered in a nice warm blanket. It won’t be long, she needs this, he’s a professional, she’ll be back before we know it, feeling and looking better than ever.
The television has gone to television hospital.
And I miss her.
I wonder if I should call and see if she’s okay?
So we’re going to be staring at a blank wall on Grand Final day?
Oh no.
Mr Television Fixer assured me she’ll be back well and truly by then.
Thats what they ALL say. I have to say I actually thought something had happened to one of the cats…