Friday dawned as a sad day for the boys as they were extremely worried about Milo and his operation. J convinced that he was going to die and A struggling to hide his worry :-( Milo got a good game of fetch and cuddles on Thursday night however. It didn't help that when I returned from the hairdressers with no Milo J was definitely sure he had died, I rang the vet for an update and he was still in surgery.
Finally at around 6pm we went to collect him (just a note to myself at this point for future reference that Js behaviour is horrific :-)) poor Milo like a drunken sailor staggering about crashing into doors with his lampshade on!! I got him a blowup comfy collar the next day as he looked so sad!!
Saturday we climbed Leith Hill in Surrey for a picnic. Daddy was out all day at a stag do so gaba and pops took us on a fine picnic! It included wine! Nice!
We climbed to the top of the tower and were at the highest point in southern england, higher than all those high buildings in London!!
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