Right I thought, Auntie Francis will work her magic, we'll get back in the box and go home again, but no, Auntie Francis was so worried about me that she made me stay in her hospital so that she could keep an eye on me. She gave me some medicine that made me go to sleep, and then she took some pictures of my insides and seemed pleased with them (well when you are as handsome as I am, you can't have too many pictures can you?). I had to stay in hospital all the rest of Thursday, and for most of Friday, but Friday afternoon the other 2-foot (the one with no fur on the top of his head) came and got me.
I was so glad to be home, I ran and binkied everywhere, I ran up to my Flopsy Girl, and what do you think she said? "Dandy, how could you do this to me, I've been so worried about you, you have no consideration at all", AND SHE TURNED HER BACK ON ME! she pretended to be cross al the rest of the day, but she kept forgetting that she was supposed to be angry, and every so often came for a snuggle.
Today is fine, we are both back to normal. The sun is shining, and the 2-foot (the one with no fur on the top of his head) is outside cutting the grass. It's so nice to be home!!!