Well, I daresay I've had quite a round with this so-called 'new-blogger'. It forced me to merge mine with Mumsy's blog, and my profile picture became hers, and OH, what a disaster!! As you can well imagine, I've had to delete my old blog. How wretchedly upsetting. It takes a long time to type without opposable thumbs and long fur that gets stuck in between keys, you know. Well, here I am, having created my own new blog.....oh what tediousness having to change my password. *tsk, tsk*
Here I am, look at me, I live for the camera. I don't like the looks of that suitcase...whenever those things on wheels creep out of the closet, that means one of two things - either Mumsy goes away and I can never be sure if she'll ever return (what stress!), or I have to go in that horrible travelling prison (I'm not quite sure which situation is more stressful). I say, do you think if I sit up here on the suitcase, it will prevent her from leaving???
