I’m proud of myself for surviving the first day of term. It’s always super-tiring when one gets back to the hurly-burly, but I have been under the weather for two or three months and I’m really feeling it. I’m a grumbling wimp.
Milka, on the other hand, is brimming with heath and energy. We took him for his three-day check-up after being neutered on Friday and he is already almost healed. As you can see, he wasn’t too keen to have his bum examined and climbed on me to escape.