I don’t have a fan club yet, but I have heard whispers . . . rumour has it that Bill’s coffee chums read my blog. Oh yes, the great and good from the local-authority-coffee-and-almond-slice-loving-semi-retired professional network are tuning in to Meg’s Blog. What an erudite audience. I am not fazed by this. I may be an autodidact (stick that in your google) but I can hold my own with human graduates as well as cat rescue survivors. More importantly, I hear that Speckly Beckly (as Liz likes to call her behind her back) has tweeted me! Whatever next?! I wonder if she did this to make me feel guilty about catching and killing wild birds? Well if so, it worked. I have made a new year’s resolution to never catch another wild bird. Obviously it is a natural urge in me, but I was very embarrassed when Liz found two dead blue tits (for which I was responsible). I realise that my behaviour was immature and pointless and I won’t do it again.
Oh gosh, I nearly forgot. The main reason for this post was to include a photo, which was sent by one of Bill’s chums. It makes Liz and Lee’s alpacas look almost normal.
Bib’s bum update: losing fur rapidly. Liz and Lee are a bit overly fond of Bib at the moment despite her thinning fur. Just because she is very sweet looking and has recently sat on their laps . . . twice. I am always free for lap-sitting!!