The absolutely true adventures of Max and Gus – The blind, geriatric, incontinent little bastards – Part 2
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I never dreamed that extending a limb in bed to connect with a cold log of cat poo was something I would get used to, but in the small hours of this morning when I did exactly that, my first thought was no longer "Holy crap get me the #$%* out of here!" I had been lying on one side of the bed facing that side, and for whatever reason the little bastards like to sleep only the way you are facing. So they, and Max's little presents, were contained to a small part at the edge of the bed. I'm not proud of this, but it was BLOODY cold this morning, this 'special gift' occurred in the very small hours and I thought, "Maybe I can snooze a couple of more hours on the WHOLE other side of the bed that remains poo free?"