Frevening

Once when younger and more foolish I could feel myself about to vomit in bed and realised I wasn’t going to make the loo, so I puked in my old rabbit’s litter tray instead. (Stewart used to live in my bedroom).

I think that’s the only drunk/pet crossover story I have.

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:smiley: haha! Brilliant

Woo! Back home, breathing normally. Inhalers by my bed like I’m a teenager all over again. Chris Froome eat your heart out… I’ve had a nebuliser, 2 puffs on my new sabutamol inhaler AND steroids!

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