Here I am again. Would you believe some nosey friends asked my mum recently ‘Where does Fairy sleep’? As if that is anyone’s business but my own. I will tell you anyway, but only if you are nosey enough to read on . . .
First off the important bits – getting me fed! This photo was from a while ago, didn’t I look cute? I still do I expect.
Once my tummy is suitably filled I get my superior Daddy-cuddles.
Then it’s into my bedroom where I find supper has been laid out along with a tasty heap of hay – and my jolly yummy snack bowl has been topped up with the finest super-snacks! All present and correct then.
Oh and look here, some fresh grass. Could life get any more perfect?
On goes my handy keep-Fairy-free-from-draughts device . . .
. . . then another little back rub! I like this best best!
Into position now, a heated underblanket and the warm stove . . .
. . . and a bit of distance between moi and that pesky pair, Pixie and Bear.
Peace at last! Night-night!