
Smeagol has just died in my arms during a seizure.
Thank you to all who donated and who gave us such kind words of encouragent. It pains me to havr lost her so traumatically.
Mycroft once saved up his pocket money and bought a cat carrier and convinced Sherlock to crawl inside and pretend to be a cat. He got a whole afternoon’s reading in before Mummy found out.
Sherlock was so angry when Mummy made him come out of the carrier that he pretended to be a cat for three whole days, to the point where he refused to use the toilet and instead peed in a litter box he’d made for himself out of a shoebox and some dirt.
I’M DYING EVA








