Our Doodle said to Cherry: The growing rat must be quite a lot now Eeeeek! Better get Nortsat's felines on the case.

You didn't really expect me to whizz by that little gem without comment did you? 
dragonfly That wreath is truly gorgeous; will it be going on your front door, or is is a table centrepiece?
Mamissimo I think you played a wise game not feeding your impatient patient. Nothing like hunger to stop a man feeling sorry for himself and head for the fridge.
I suppose the DS and partner who live with you are the First Act entertainment, wowing startled visitors with shenanigans from their super-king bed lodged in your hall? I bet you have people queuing down the street. 
Don't pour scorn on (on into) your lovely pottery. In 2,000 years some digital archaeologist will do a remote geo-phys and write erudite papers on 'native primitive art forms left behind by 20th century potters'.
Thank you all for the enquiries about Gubbins, the little minx has moved from her screaming phase, so the parents are not quite in ribbons. Next it'll be teething. This is parenthood, as we all know.
Today's treat is the knowledge that I almost burned the house down last night.
I've just had a new stovetop fitted. The previous one had LED read-outs which necessitated a press-press-press, beep-beep action to raise or lower heat. (I did the pressing the stove did the beeping, just in case that wasn't quite clear)
As I can no longer see LED, it was changed to one with knobs on
which have long tails so one can feel, if not see, the positions.
Prior to the conflagration, I had been icing green shortcake trees on a red plastic board on this stove top, which has bright lights above it, aiding my sight.
I turned from it to the sink to wash my hands and in those few seconds the kitchen was dense with smoke because I'd inadvertently knocked one of these tails to 'Maximum' under the plastic board.
As I snatched it up, the plastic dripped onto my hand (ouch) but that had to wait as I quickly scraped the molten polymer from the brand new surface before it did any more damage.
Two smoke alarms were screeching at 60 decibels and making me demented.
My neighbour came out, having seen the thick, black smoke billowing from the extractor and windows, to ask if I needed the emergency services.
I felt like saying I needed the men in white coats suggested by Panache!
And here are the cack-handed Licitars. I have a very understanding dgs who'll love them.
Above the Licitars is some thing that Life is definitely not at the moment.
Wishing you all cosy and peaceful days.
Nga tauahi nui ki a koutou katoa.