Thankfully Scott is feeling much better, the pains have all gone and his body is slowly shrinking back to normal. He still looks like a hamster though and weirdly enough is starting to behave like one too.
A couple of weeks ago I noticed that he had taken my “Happy Harvest” (ooh Sandie is going to love that) picnic basket from the kitchen and put it in his bedroom and was using it as a little table. It looked a bit gay but I thought it best just to keep my mouth shut. So anyway, today after a trip to the shops with David, he comes home with a couple of huge stickers with a devil/fox mutant sort of thing on them, and asks if I wouldn’t mind painting the picnic basket black and then putting the stickers on it. Okay fine, at least it wouldn’t look so damn gay! So I get the little Happy Harvest basket and go to remove the lid and find it jammed full of every treat he has been sent in recent weeks from his Angels. Also squeezed in were a box of Swiss Rolls, umpteen Pez dispensers a family size Doritos and nine packets of Funions.
Most definitely hamster behavior wouldn’t you say!
Oh but its okay. There was method in his madness. Yes, what a wise and worldly child I have raised.
His reasoning … he was preparing for the “Hapocolips”!!
I am still gob smacked yet strangely comforted in the knowledge that should a disaster of yet unknown origin befall humankind in the coming days WE ARE READY!