Most importantly, Angus has a little friend. He adores her! Sometimes a little too much but he has learnt how to carry her correctly and is the one that let’s her out of the kitchen every morning and gives her breakfast. (She sleeps in the kitchen as when she has the run of the house, she wakes us up at 5am by climbing the curtains and tearing around!).
Her worst trick is hiding. I have absolutely no idea where she hides but she has found a spot in my bedroom and she occasionally likes to go there and be completely silent. we can call her, tap her fork on her bowl, shake her toys, you name it, but she stays hidden. My mum has nearly been in tears once as she couldn’t find her and thought that Honey had somehow escaped, despite our vigilance with doors and windows. She has just done it to us now- Angus went into the garden and didn’t close the door behind him. After 45 minutes of shouting and rattling, she quietly walked down the stairs and jumped onto my knee! I was almost resigned to the fact that she had gone out but there she was. Monkey!
*Sadly I have to update this post as just before Christmas 2014, I had to make the heart wrenching decision to put Tiwi’s suffering to an end. He went to sleep peacefully and is buried in my garden. We all miss him so much but he had chronic renal failure and was very unwell. RIP darling Tiwi.
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