It was very white this morning, bitterly cold, that cruel cruel mum said I should go out and stretch my legs - I was very reluctant, what was wrong with breakfast in bed, followed by a snooze, read the sunday papers, brunch, another snooze, then dinner......
Not much to ask. But no, we got turfed out - my face says it all. I thought I had been rescued, taken to a wonderful new life.....well no, they have no consideration at all.
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