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One of those days

All was well until Clifford (TBRD) went and sat at the feet of minima. Who was eating dinner very reluctantly, which is equally suspicious.

Minima is normally of the opinion that everything is food so for her not to be chowing down should have been a clue all was not well. Missed that one. Note for future.

Sudden eruption, squarely christening Clifford (TBRD) in projectile vomit.

So now have spent past hour cleaning, in order, screaming mess of minima who’s also now running a fever, the floor, the chair, Clifford (very unwillingly as he wasn’t bothered) and large proportion of the kitchen floor.

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