Halloween 2003

Not Friday the 13th, but Friday the 31st.....I'd had a much better night, but as soon as I woke up I remembered Dr. Norman and his needle, and I quickly checked in the mirror to make sure I hadn't turned into a monster.  Dad came down at 6am dressed like a zombie with bloodshot eyes, and I screamed for a while until Grandad explained it was because he'd taken some sleeping tablets last night. Everyone was fussing about, gathering together all the things I'd be needing at Christophers, and I kept shouting at them to hurry up.  I was looking forward to seeing all my friends on Safari again and getting plenty of cuddles. Grandad had painted everything in the office white - the desktop and the tabletop, so we couldn't find the computer to put it back together. He followed us down but wasn't quite as good at keeping up with Dad as Brigid. We only just made it in time for lunch.  My friend the Tiger was waiting for me, but I also had to tame a large leopard who was guarding my door. 

I was very excited -  a little devil called Rachel with red horns looked after me when I arrived, and everyone was wearing Halloween costumes. I think Dad must've got scared, 'cos he went home before it got too dark. I made him promise to come back and see me tomorrow, though, and I told him I'd protect Mum.