Huh, it's been a while since I've had a good online rant about poppet; must be teen angst stage 2!
Well, it's 23:17 and she has been complaining on and off (but mostly on) for nearly an hour... Why you ask? Because a plastic bag in the neighbours yard spooked her when she was out for her 10 o'clock weewee. Kuki is curled up beside me as fed up with the grumbling as I am- we're just lucky she's given up the howling
Anyone got a spare Valium?