2014

is just around the corner and I will be attempting to bring my blog back to life.  I know how much you love reading all my rubbish, right?

I was sitting watching Emergency Bikers.  Why do I do that?  Why do I torture myself the way I do?  Reading sad stories, watching sad things?

A little boy Christopher's age got knocked down by a car.  The driver didn't stop.  He wasn't too badly hurt, a few broken bones, but watching him lying in the road while the paramedics tried to treat and comfort him just broke my heart.  I imagined how scared and upset Furry would be in a situation like that. 

Sad stories make me just squeeze my babies that little bit tighter.