Plastered

Their bedroom has a newly plastered ceiling. Good thing. They also have a newly plastered cat. Bad thing.

Went to assist the workmen but was not welcomed so lay outside the bedroom door. Some time later they all came out to go to the van for lunch so I crept in to see what had been done. Excellent progress. Much of ceiling newly plastered. Climbed the step ladder for a closer look. Mistake. Slipped on some spilt plaster and fell off. Ladder fell over. I jumped in alarm and tripped over the bucket they had (criminally) forgotten to empty.

Managed to lick some of it off but the rest has dried and gone spiky. Nevertheless it was Most Unkind of Her to laugh so loudly. (Stopped laughing when She saw the trail of paw prints though.) Now They are searching for My brush to clean Me up and I am searching for somewhere to hide.