It was only a few month ago that he was small enough to sit
in the palm of my hand. In addition to him and his much
older step-brother (the brother of my own cat) there were
also guinea pigs to feed, but they were hiding; maybe I'll
get to photograph them tomorrow.
It
seems to be true that there is a thing whereby things break
in threes; first my car's bonnet/hood lock broke (5th), then
my mug shattered (yesterday), and today while I was pruning
the final bush in my garden before the end of the year, my
secateurs broke (right). Weirdly enough I had just about
finished the job. It was only last month that I dismantled
them to sharpen the blade and I suspect that had weakened
the spring (the part that snapped). I am tempted to ask
Santa for replacement, but I think I'll just go ahead and
find some myself.
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