Earlier this week our yoomens got a big fright. Our yoomen dad came into the bedroom and found Dad Ginger lying under Mum's linen chest. He was panting, his tongue hung out very far and he was flicking his tail very fast. Our yoomen dad called Mum who came to the room. She picked up Dad Ginger and carried him to the bed. There she stroked him, massaging his chest while speaking quietly to him until he breathed normally again. That night Mum kept Dad Ginger on her bed and watched him closely. Luckily early in the morning Dad Ginger jumped off the bed and ate a bowl of cookies. I think our yoomens were very happy that Dad Ginger wasn't seriously ill. I heard Mum telling our yoomen dad that probably Dad Ginger had eaten a lizard that day and it got stuck in his throat!
Dad Ginger the day after his mishap - here he's resting in the sunny garden
Dad Ginger is getting quite old
Unca Shadow and I rest on Mum's 'lectric blanket every night
Cousin Tipsy and Aunty Chappie don't get on at all
Here Tipsy was creeping up on Aunty Chappie...
...who hissed at Cousin Tipsy
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