I entered a draw over at MonkeeMaker late one evening; I was comment 54 and thought I had no chance of winning - but I did! And early on Thursday morning a parcel arrived, and Tiny Small and I could hardly control our excitement. There were yummy chocolates, and a very cheeky person who made himself at home right away:
Once the chocolates were gone, he became a little confused by the cheerleader pompoms,
so we thought we should take him upstairs to endure Trial by Pinkness.
He wasn't impressed.
"Arghhhh .... my ... googly ... eyes ... heeeeeelp!"
He spurned the help offered by a friendly native (bit of a violent streak there?),
and discovered more horror lurking on the wall:
"Giant ... pink ... flowers ... I ... must ... find ... shelter!"
But what's this?
Could it be?
(with apologies to my sister who made this fabulous cardigan, a favourite when the girls were small enough to fit into it.)
With renewed courage he set off to explore,
and scaled the castle.
But hang on a minute ...
Who does he think he is? King Kong?!
We rescued Mummy Cat and put Monkee (for thus is he known in this house) in his rightful place.
We are very glad he has come to live with us (though he is a bit cheeky), and now the initial shock has passed, I think he is quite contented here too.
Thank you, Kerry - you've made three girls very happy, and one man slightly worried for his wife's sanity ...