Second in the quiz - Benjamin babysitting Toby (oh! We didn't pay him!) and they ate pizza and Toby was asleep when we got home.
But our cat was covered in blood and dirt, and stank of even worse things when we got home. Don't think any of it was hers, and she seemed happy enough. We kicked her straight outside again and ignored her plaintive scratching at the window. I think she killed and ate a small dog, or maybe a pony. Saw her this morning, looks like she's cleaned herself up a little.
Toby was in a very good mood this morning, and he ate EIGHT WEETBIX. He'd said last night that he'd saved his pizza for Tyler and Abby. Maybe he starved himself for them!
And it's three days until St Kilda take the premiership. Getting very very excited (even though I know I'll likely be crushed, disappointed and unhappy come 6:30pm Saturday).
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