Hello, Biggles here.
I’m not sure what to say now I’m in charge of the blog, but Mummy just said: do what you usually do. Tell people what’s happened since last week. And maybe start thinking about doing interviews.
Well, that sounded fun. I’d like to interview everyone here, and we’ll get some funny answers, I bet. I know it’s been done before, but would you like to ask some more questions? Put them in the comments and I’ll ask them and post the answers some time.
Roscoe’s been poorly since Monday evening. I don’t know whether it was retiring from blog, or maybe he was feeling funny when he decided to give it up. It was very hot in the garden, but we were in shade. Roscoe still went all wobbly. Mummy isn’t sure whether he had heat stroke or a different sort of stroke, but he’s been wobbling about all uncoordinated all week. Mummy’s been feeding him water and Emeraid (separately) and sometimes he’ll eat herbs and cucumber. When he’s in the run he’ll sit in one of his cosies most of the time, but he swaps over every now and then, checking in for some water, too. Mummy says she thinks he’s improved a bit this weekend, because he’s keener on food than he was. She was ever so worried about him early in the week. She even got up in the middle of the night to check on him. But yesterday he was out in the run drinking from his waterbottle which he hasn’t been doing, so that’s a good sign.
These pictures were taken on Wednesday night, the last of the hot days. It rained like mad on Thursday and Friday.
Roscoe didn’t go with Neville to see Dr Rebekah on Thursday, because he wasn’t well enough. Neville was very brave and went on his own. Dr Rebekah says his heart is fine, but his teeth roots are growing into his jaw, which needs watching, and he’s got some bladder stones just starting to form. If you’re very clever you can see them on this see-through picture of his insides, called an xray.
Another brave person is Ludo, who came over to take the carrot piece from Mummy’s hand yesterday! I think sometimes he forgets to be scared, you know. But he was very naughty the other day, when Mummy hadn’t put us in our runs in the right order, and Locksley was still out on the floor when Ludo walked in from the corridor. Well! Instant mayhem! Mummy got in quick to make sure no damage was done. She put Locksley in his run and muttered “I guess that’s a no, then.” I think she’s been wondering if they’d get on again now Locksley’s grown up. I think he’s growing into a very fine young man. Still irritating at times, but he’s doing his best.
Ludo simply doesn’t like us.
I won’t say we don’t like him, because he doesn’t let us get to know him. I’m sure he’d be okay if he wanted to be.
Anyway, that’s it from me today. Please remember to add some questions you want in the interviews. It’ll be fun!