Monday Morning Drama
So I'm almost ready for work, planning to go in early to bank my travel grant cheque from uni, and get my phone sorted. I hear this loud clatter, followed by repetitive thumping. What on earth?
so i run out of my room and follow the sound into the laundry. Willum had got in behind the washing machine, and some things had fallen down on top of him and obviously terrified him. He was stamping repeatedly and shaking, all covered in dust. Poor baby!
I tried everything I could do to get him to hop out back the way he came, but he was too terrified, so instead I had to push everything off the top of the washer, climb on top and pull him out from above. He was totally stressed out and as soon as I put him on the floor after cuddling him and brushing all the dust off, he went straight under my bed and hid.
I felt really guilty leaving for work, I hope he's alright. Stupid animal, I still have no idea what happened, how he got in there and what fell on top of him! poor baby!
Anyway. That was the start to the week! I still need to get my phone fixed, I'm going into the vodafone store after work, and they're having a look at it for me. Then I have washing to do, so that M + D come back to an empty laundry, ready for their stuff from their trip.
AND! I have to get up really early on wednesday to get them from the airport. Not cool. Grumble, lol!
