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Is there a doctor in the house?

It has been a lovely Spring day today with wall to wall sunshine - perfect for the girls to get outside and make the most of the garden.  We are really beginning to see the house come into it's own as the good weather develops and in particular we can't help but smile as everyone gets used to having so much more outdoor space.

The upside of the good weather is both girls getting lots of fresh air. The downside is that in chasing around, climbing over and under everything they are covered in bruises. Tonight as they sat in the bath I couldn't tell whether they were battered or just plain dirty - probably a bit of both!

The land of make believe continues to reign and this afternoon the girls were once again Doctors and Nurses in their own surgery (which was located at the bottom of the garden).  Queue lots of walking around with uniforms on, chatting and comparing notes about patients as they went!  It's clear at the moment that the idea of being a doctor is preferable to being a vet.  We are babysitting our neighbours cats (in their house not ours I'm pleased to say) and neither Abi or Izzy is particularly taken by them.  It hasn't been helped by the fact that the first time we went over Scooby came with us and one of the cats decided to have a go at him.  Needless to say he gave way first but now they both think the cats are evil and likely to 'roar' at us at any time.  I've tried to point out that they are more scared of us but to no avail - they are happy to feed them but don't want to touch.  At least this means we won't be asked to add to our menagerie just yet! 

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