Monday night I had a massive migraine which was a) more painful than anything ever and b) not gone by the time I finally got up at 8am. I couldn't bear movement of any direction, quick movement in front of my eyes, or noise.
Stella is a loving dog who just loves to love you. So I gingerly sat on the sofa trying to work out how to put my shoes on without bending down and Stella thought she'd love me better...
...by jumping on and off and on and off and on and off the sofa, whipping me with the Tail of Death and shouting at me...
Cheers Stella....
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