I’ve been on my travels over the Christmas, and this means that Ambrose and the birdies have been on their travels too. Ambrose has been to Scotland once before, and after that experience I decided that life was too short; or rather it meant that his life would end up being shorter. So Claire said that she would be happy to house them for a few days. Skye and Jura decided to be antisocial and not step on her fingers, and Ambrose chose just to be himself – ate chocolate and hibernated under the blankets while Claire waited on him hand and foot. He’s like that. I’m not too sure that he is happy now that I am back home. He has the adoption papers all ready for me to sign, but after he scoffed the choc-chip cookies on Claire’s kitchen table, I don’t think he stands much of a chance.

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