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The Baby Elephant

It's Saturday night. For the last few weeks The Lodger has been struggling to keep his mask on at night and we're struggling to get up every half hour to check, so he's been promoted to our bed. 


The usual ritual is we put the lodger down about 8 o'clock, he asks for his mask and nose pads, we read a chapter from the horse book and off he goes to Neverland. 

So it's still Saturday night. It's gone ten. We're deep in the latest boxset when there's suddenly a bang...but not on the tele. Followed by the crying. We both sprint for the stairs to be met by this:


Although a little unhappier than the picture depicts.

The little baby elephant crawling around dazed and confused.
We shouldn't have but we did.
We had a little chuckle.
The elephant was fine by the way.
I assume he landed on his trunk.


Onwards on upwards...next stop containing the sleeping elephant.

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