Oh my God!
I thought they’d put my mum in a bag! I was in the shelter with my half brother Inca and I could hear mum calling and calling. I kept calling back, I don’t think she could hear me though. I couldn’t quite see what was going on, but when they let me out, I thought she was in a plastic bag 😦 It’s okay though, don’t worry….after I pulled it around a bit and smelled it I discovered it wasn’t all of mum. I could hear her calling from somewhere else. I spotted her over the other side of bonfire where I couldn’t see her. I found her and she smelled good. I can’t say she looks good though, in fact she’s banned me from putting the humiliating photos on here for now. After a bit a reassurance from her, I went to investigate what was happening to Inca.
I could see him laying on the ground being held down by my owners and another man, it was very noisy and Inca was very unhappy. I noticed that were bits of him all over the place and it was quite difficult to understand that not all the bits were him. It was a bit quicker for him, they said his wool was already to come off. He was pretty angry just the same. He doesn’t look quite as bad as mum, a little less scruffy and a lot smaller than he used to look.
Hopefully they’ll both now be more comfortable and not so itchy.
Okay, don’t tell, but this is a sneaky shot showing how awful they look. I am sure in a week or two they’ll look lovely.
I didn’t like being shut away from mum and luckily, that shouldn’t happen now for another year.
So, that’s it. I think I’ll take a rest now from blogging until there is something exciting to tell.
à la prochaine