This made me smile, I love Pussy Willow.
Was out at sparrow's fart this morning, no food, cat wouldn't come in so I had to leave the door ajar but no-one robbed me so I'm still destitute. Remembered what the bottle on the flusher was for and a needle in each arm later I was out of the Pathologist's and heading for the Radiologist's. Of course, Madam, you can twist my foot in three directions to get a good x-ray, I'll scream later. I then headed for food, a quiet place with cake. Since I was already out I thought I might as well go and see mother. She must be okay, she's giving orders to all and sundry. She's expecting me again this week but bad luck, I don't feel like going. Her birthday on Saturday will be enough. I'm not cruel, I'm pissed off with someone who whines on about how depressed she is then whines that she has too many visitors and she needs only me. I have bits falling off me, I am in pain, I'm fucking depressed and I have three more visits to various doctors but I mustn't forgot to visit the Home.