Two months compressed into 3 paragraphs

I could easily provide excuses for my distinct lack of blogging, but why bother – you, dear reader, either don’t care, or you’re me in another 10 years in which case you’ll remember why its been a busy few months. (hint: sinuses, perforations, gall stones, houses, paw-licking, unemployemnt and over-working).

Needless to say, the Son of Satan has his moments. At 16 months of age he’s fully mobile, and not afraid to show it.
He’s brave in exploration, and not afraid to show it.
He’s growing sharp teeth, and not afraid to show it.
He knows 20-25 words, and not afraid to show it
He’s cheeky as a rat, and not afraid to show it.

You get the picture.

The cheekiest of all cheeky rats

What’s sad about the last couple of months (say 6) is that he’s suffered numerous eardrum perforations, leading to the medical opinion that he needs to get grommets. All advice we’ve received from professionals in the medical industry and in the audiological industry (yes we’re connected) indicate that this is a good decision for him, but you never want to unnecessarily put someone so small through surgery (albeit minor) so early. And most importantly who wants to have to battle against this face when putting Blu-Tac in his ears:
Sad panda