Neville’s worried about me, I can tell

Way-aye, Roscoe here again. I'd like to say I'm fine, and I am, but I still have these pains inside that make me grump and ouch. I have lots of meds for them, and Dr Rebecca says it's a bladder stone, but not worryingly big or worryingly small. She wants me to take the meds, …

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The new routine

Way-aye, Roscoe here again. Nowt much has happened this week. Except May finished. We've had morning cuddles and cucumber, a run, and breakfast. Then we've had a snooze or three. I have to say, the amount of breakfast varies. Sometimes we get just three bits of veggies from the fridge (it's colder, and not as …

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