With poor Archimedes confined to a shed on vet's orders and his wife Boadicea having to stay there with him, the Rescue has been missing the big free-roamers who wander around the site, stealing food, making mischief and distracting visitors.
For the past few days, Glen and Gertrude have been given the roaming honour, something they have settled into perhaps a little too much. The first night they completely ignored their own accommodation in favour of claiming the entire singles barn floor, the former nighttime lodgings of the Big Twosome. Today Gertrude decided she required a second home and found one exactly to her tastes.
"Yes... This shed will do nicely."
I hate to be one of those people who always have worrisome stuff to say, but, well, you all are going to have a real problem here. I mean, you know that already, don't you? You didn't really need me to point it out, did you? Sorry, I just cannot help myself. But, when A and B meet G and G . . .
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