The 5th & 6th; Another day of waiting.

March 8, 2016 — Leave a comment

The 5th of March. 

Well it’s been another day of waiting with no reward. I was expecting a phone call from Shaki around lunchtime, but I still hadn’t heard anything by two o’clock, so I texted her. She eventually replied having rung the vet and now won’t hear anything until Monday, so neither will I. 

I was going to go and see Hail, Caesar! with Daddy and Christine but was still waiting when they had to leave so I stayed at home and listened to the Davis Cup while having pretend naps, because I didn’t get much sleep again. I also watched another episode of Pretty Little Liars and swooned at Toby in his police uniform. Something very alarming happened which I won’t go into but I’m sure Christine will be texting me when she gets to it. 

The 6th of March. 

I had a very slow start to the day. My throat was really dry when I woke up so I had a Strepsil and that meant it was half an hour before I even went to brush my teeth. After that, washing and drying my hair, I didn’t get downstairs until about half past ten when I’d been up for nearly two hours. 

Christine had made oatmeal pancakes so I had one of those with Nutella and watched the rest of Sunday Brunch. I gave Mommy her card and a box of Biscuiteers biscuits which I think will get opened this evening, and Christine cooked roast lamb for all of us for lunch. It was super tasty because she is a very good chef. There was also cheesecake for pudding but I did not partake because I am not a fan.

This afternoon has belonged to the tennis and the stress it has caused. It doesn’t help that Andy gets so angry. I wish we knew what he was saying. But he won in the end so it was all fine and we could breathe again. 

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