If 1992 was Her Majesty the Queen's annus horibilus then 2017 was mine. Loss of a most beloved grandpa, loss of vehicular independence, further drastic loss of health and comfort... Awful. It is almost a miracle that we continue. My mistress has been confined to bed with appalling coughing, cold and fever. I returned this evening to find a usurper in my place that mistress and I formerly shared in OUR bed!!! On MY mattress, under MY duvet and blankets, atop MY bedsprings!!! I immediately tried to destroy him and slammed his head into the wall in jealous rage. He refused to fight back and continues with his idiot smile and wearing his silly blue jacket. Mistress says that he is just a stuffed Peter Rabbit dolly that she was holding for comfort while I was away.
But I'm not stupid. No. I am Gisele-Stephanie and this "Peter" will be very sorry indeed.
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