Seriously pissed off with my quackteress.
She's so bloody rude to me.
Looks at me and asks me what's wrong, so I tell her.
She just stares at me with pursed lips, and sez, "well what do you want me to do about it"!!
Rabbits on and on and on, and then starts talking utter utter shite about de-stressing myself, and thinking 'positive thoughts'
before going to me nest.
Asked her in a well grizzly voice who she reminds me of.
Who she sez?
MRS FRIGGIN' GROWLER, and she's currently heading for a new resting place underneath the patio.
Absolutely frustrated beyond belief.
Basically she was saying, put up, and shut the fuck up.