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That sounds rotten Carruthers.
On a much smaller scale, my bro and his family spent the past week in sunny climes leaving Mum to ensure ferrets and assorted other wildlife were ok. She scrambled up wooden steps into the back garden (everything round here is on a hill) the day before yesterday to discover that the baby ferrets were out of food and all the water bottles (for young and old ferrets) had frozen solid. Cue:multiple trips up and down slippy iced up wooden steps in the dark with torch
Oh, and apparently they all came back yesterday to discover three of the five fish had pegged it. Mart forgot to leave the central heating on a timer, and they'd frozen to death. Or so Mart thinks. Thank God he left the tortoises' basking lamp on a timer.
Amble-Scramble and Sally the greyhound are still at the kennels, because they couldn't there to pick then up. Got so far and the roads became too dangerous (somewhere up on the moors), and the woman who runs the kennel appears to have lost her mobile phone. So haven't been able to check on them. They got the cats back, but only just. The road they had to drive to get to the cattery was closed about half an hour after they pulled off it.
Poor Amber, I hope they're keeping her warm. She has very bad joints these days.
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