

1.00 am – ‘Whoo hooo! Let’s run up and down the stairs with my brother Ozzy! Let’s make noise and wake up our neighbours. The party is just getting started! 2.00 am – ‘I think I partied too hard. I feel exhausted. Where’s my bed? I need sleep to reg…

Meet Pickle, the cat
It's been such a long time since I last wrote life updates, that I can't believe I was still yet to post about this. We've lived with our cat Ozzy for about a year and a half now. But when he was just about 5 months old, we got him a little brother …