I’m pleased to report that despite the scary “one of our cats might have a tapeworm” news last week, the pathologist reports that my stool sample was perfectly normal.
Just think. Someone’s job is to spend all day working through a rack of little plastic jars full of people’s poo, pulling it apart and looking at it carefully under a microscope. Now what sort of perspective on life would that give you?
My cholesterol’s up a bit though. There go the chocolate biscuits…
I have chosen not to illustrate this post with a photo.