Hello, Bertie here again.

Roscoe and I have been discussing the strange white patch on Mummy’s cheek, but he didn’t want to talk about it.  I think he didn’t want Mummy (he calls her ‘Mam’) to be embarrassed about it.

I don’t think she’s embarrassed about it.  She’s been talking to everyone just as she usually does. Although I suppose most of the people talk to her on the phone so they don’t see it.

Anyway, she told us she was going to the hospital on Monday to have a funny white spot on her cheek checked, and when she came back she was just the same. Then she told us Friday she was going back again and she’d have a patch on her cheek because they were taking a sample of it. So she went, and came back, and she had a white square patch stuck on her cheek, a bit like Percy did once upon a time.  Then yesterday she removed the top layer and there’s a smaller round patch underneath which is still covering where they looked at her spot.

She seems fine to me.  Not bothered by it at all.

And she was well enough to give use personal baths on Saturday, mainly because Biggles has been a bit whiffy. So we all had to present our boy bits for inspection. Only Neville’s passed without having to be cleaned. :O

But then yesterday she noticed I’d been lifting up my right front foot and holding it up, so she looked at it, and then put some cream on it.  She says I’m going to see Dr Sally tomorrow. I like seeing Dr Sally, as long as she doesn’t stick any needles in me, like Dr David did last time.

We’ll keep you updated on our spots and things, but Mummy says it’s nothing, they just wanted to double-check.

Well, she would say that, wouldn’t she?

See you next time.

Bertie xx

PS Mummy’s got a new Princelings book coming out next week. You can find out about it on her blog.