Peter was feeling a bit under the weather, he only saw “the Kiss” on Museumplein, that’s the same thing as the Americans have with their red ball. For the rest it heard like the start of WW3, not that I’ve been around that long, but you get the feeling. The YouTube movie was shot in our part of town [17,45 minutes].
We were both in our baskets by a quarter past twelve, and had to listen to these sounds for another 45 minutes or so. Then we slept for another 10 hours, before visiting Gramps, Granny and Tom, he’s Peter’s younger brother. They had nice treats for me too. We stayed only a few hours. Peter had to bring me back so he could go back and take care of Granny.
Peter was still shivering even when he was dressed in thermal underwear, several t-shirts and sweaters. So when he finally arrived home, soaking wet from the rain, we never went for walkies that day again, I had to pee on the balcony. Nothing new here, I do it all the time when he’s not watching.
Last night we were both in our baskets by nine, and twelve hours later Peter was feeling much better. We’ve already been for walkies three times and I hope to add another two before I think it’s time to sleep. I better hit ‘publish’ now, I hear he’s awakening from his nap.
UPDATE by Peter: That’s what you get when you push publish too soon. Julius forgot to write down what didn’t happen. No Dutch donuts, or champagne or other alcoholic beverages, no snacks. I didn’t feel like it, even a slice of the raisin loaf with almond paste was too sweet. How many times have you heard me saying that, that something is too sweet, never!