Fizz didn't come back home during the night so we were all a bit worried as no-one could find her. Eventually, during the evening, one of the slaves managed to get her to come out of her hiding place. She was quite weak but had stopped throwing up. She only complained a little about being captured and locked in. She didn't seem to want to eat much ... great, that means more for me! I like my food.
Rosie seemed a bit off-colour as well, but at least today she only bit her tail the once. She came in last thing, went to bed and has stayed there ever since.
Anyway, back to Basil. Tollie reckons he only came in because of Rose's two young girls, Pip and Fizz. I never knew Pip, she got ill with something he said was called pyothorax and died quite young. He soon lost interest in them after he went for the snip! Tollie said he got on quite well with Bas and liked him being around, although he was a bit of a wanderer. He used to go out on walks with a slave up the road next to the chapel and often went up to the poubelles with them as well. Out in the garden, he used to love jumping out on the rest of us and making us run, after the inirtial shock of 'who's that attacking me', it was quite good fun really. The only one who didn't appreciate it was Fizz, who is a bit of a loner really. Having said that, she is quite happy to snuggle in to the rest of us during cold winter nights. Basil used to bully her a bit in the winter, when she was settled on the setee, at the end nearest to the fire, he used to jump up and attack her to make her move. He preferred that spot. I don't know why, but he always tolerated me pinching it and went to the second best place at the other end.
That's it for today, there are mouse holes to watch and butterflies to chase!
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