This morning Wolf politely pooed at 11am allowing me to sleep through most of the night. It was pleasant and normal and we both enjoyed a hug after he patted my face very hard and pulled my hair to wake me up earlier.
Our noses are still runny, and my face particularly, since I can’t speak for him, is still sore from my sinuses clogging up. We are both in good spirits however, as we now see the back end of the virus.
Wolf enjoyed a happy morning playing with his new Paddington Wolf, a lovely gift from Uncle Andrew from London (actually he was more intrigued by the tag) and as usual, my phone.
My memory is so poor these days that I have to set reminders on my phone or I’ll forget. I star all the important emails I need to reply and scribble all the to-dos on any paper I can see since I keep forgetting to bring my scheduler out!
The saying that mothers get back their memory after 6 months has just been disputed by me.
Mephala is a strange and rather interesting 
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