Well somehow I got chatting to Cathy Michel on Skype last night and ended up being chased by my own grey wolves.
What a bummer.
Sorry Cathy if I had to close down so suddenly. Sometimes shit just really happens and there's no way around it but to pull back and just wait for IT to go away. That's what happened for me last night. I'll get back soon. Beverly.
The grey wolves started chasing me last night. It's like the black dog but sort of faster moving. The attack leaves me breathless and frightened.
Guess I'll just have to be more careful in future when going into the forest of my nightmares.
Once again.
Sorry Cathy.
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We've already talked since this blog,
but just to make it crystal clear, you have nothing for which you should be sorry. I completely understand the "black dog" thing, and I knew you were getting very emotional. No worries, Luv. All is cool.
Huggles,
Cathy
As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script.