As Mummy & Daddy were knackered from all the late nights I decided to have a good cry tonight to test their mettle. They seem to cope OKish under stress. Basically I have a lot of gasses and need to burp, and I can't do it without help.
The rest of the Fuengi crowd came visiting today before lunch. One of them is a paediatrician and he showed Mummy & Daddy a few tricks, especially in the burping department. After they left I cried for most of the day, just so they could practice their new skills.
Daddy made a fabada today so that Uncle & girlfriend could leave with a good taste of Spain in their mouth. After lunch they went out for one last walk and then went off to the airport to catch their flight. This evening more cooking, Mummy & Daddy are getting stuff ready for tomorrow's lunch party.
