Parsifal and I are about to head off to Osborne Park for an ultrasound scan to find out exactly what he has inside him.
I realised yesterday that he had eaten the cord from my hoodie which was hanging on the clothes line - quite a length of it and the metal knobs on the ends have disappeared, although I think that he has probably hidden them somewhere; I can't imagine him eating those as they are quite big and hard.
So I hauled the wrapped up vomit out of the rubbish bin, went through it and removed the bits of cord which had come up, laundered them and had a good look. There was about two cm of the first cord he ate and about 5cm (in two pieces) of the hoodie cord which he would have eaten on Tuesday night.
So there is rather a lot of stuff unaccounted for - not to mention my shoelaces and spinning wheel drive band.
The odd thing is that he seems to be thriving on this odd diet; last night he was full of beans, eating well, eliminating normally and generally looking good.
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