Wow, what a difference a week makes. Sam and Merry have come along in leaps and bounds.
Yesterday for example, Merry fell asleep on The Boy's lap whilst he was lounging on the sofa watching Barnsley thrash Chelsea. This would have been unthinkable a week ago.
Merry has definitely perked up a bit. He's more playful with both the toys and Sam. They can both be found charging round the house like a stampede of buffalos most days now.
On a different note, The Boy and I are suffering a case of cat-pooh-smell-stuck-up-your-nose-itis at the moment. We just can't get the smell out of our heads. Those boys and their bottoms ... foo-wee.
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