22/09/2026
Poowife Diaries:
Pottering around the kitchen, doing Poowife stuff when I look out the kitchen window....GASP, clutching my pearls....what the hell do i see? I take off my glasses - god knows why - rub my useless eyeballs and dash out the back door. Glasses back on, phone in hand to take a better look...ZOOOOOM....is that Pooman lying on the grass?? "The lump looks too small", I think. "Has he fallen into something". "OMG what do I do"??
Enter Pooman stage right, winding in the fence reel. I release the breath that I was holding onto and blow the cat into next week.
It's his fecking high-vis jacket that he's thrown on the ground. Time to go to SpecSavers me thinks.
Off to have a cup of tea and a lie down. Oh and find the cat.