We haven't worked for a week...
Since Sime's fall - we've been spending lots of time in front of the fire...
And cuddling the kitties...
It's been lovely to spend time with our furry friends...
Instead of dashing out whenever we've got some spare time.
I was struggling with being serious & not getting close to Sime without him backing off & shouting "No"...
But now, we've got into the swing of a very formal existence - not unlike a middle-aged couple in a Jane Austen novel!
So it's just a pat on the hand or head, instead of a hug. A bit of light conversation at meal times (without laughs of course) & a peck on the cheek on waking & going to sleep...
I am no longer allowed to tell funny stories or sing silly songs & jumping out is strictly forbidden.
So before we meet for tea & crumpets in the parlour, I'd just like to say...
If my luck's in tonight I might be able to snuggle up to Mr Smith's left arm!
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Poor Sime - not even able to laugh without going ouch - must be murder! but it must be equally frustrating for you and your inveterate sense of humour. Pussy cats are meant to be very good at destressing people and situations. Keep patting the cats. Hope normality is resumed soon
Love to you both
Pattypan
x
I'm feeling better every day.
Sime
xo Catherine
I guess you will have to take what you can get. Hopefully, your partner in crime feels better soon.
I am still not laughing. Can you tell?
I've not been visiting the world of blogs recently, not enough time, then I just joined the world of tweets, mind you they are very short.
Hello again Karin - thank you. Share your Twitter address!
Sime's bruise has gone, the pain is fading & he's managed 2 days of work.
The wonders of herbal medicine!
Kay :)