She and Tom got me a flappy fish for Crispmouse.
It smelt really REALLY GOOOODDD!
It needed murdering, so I had a really good go at it.
First I tried licking it to death. Then rolling with it.
Well I’m used to friends playing dead for a while. This one didn’t!
No matter how hard I fought with it it fought back. Even kicking it. Flipping heck!
I had to bring out the big moves, Headbutt bites were required for this tricksy fish.
But it still kept flipping!
In the end She came along, opened up it’s tummy and said that for my mental health it was maybe better for the fish to be put in a cupboard for the rest of the day.
Why would it NOT die !?!
Have I lost my touch?
On a calmer note, I also got some Dreamies and some new bowls for Crispmouse. But I’ll tell you more about those another time.
Mrs Tilly 