Freja

It is hot! Well hot and well humid too. Our two thermometers (on either side of the house) are showing an ambient tempeature of 28 to 30 degrees C.
Freja has been kicking up a fuss lately as well. She spent most of yesterday wailing and carrying on, and can't have made much of an impression on Uncle Philip who came by to see her. Even after the sun went down she kicked up a fuss most of the night, tossing and turning and being 'unreasonable'. We had no idea what was bothering her, whether it was her tummy or the heat or what, but this morning's heavy drooling led us to examine her upper gums and sure enough there is a tooth coming through! It won't be long before she looks like a squirrel... a squirrel with fat cheeks and a sweaty head. Reminds me of a poem I once wrote... Heh heh heh... a not very appropriate poem regarding a psychopathic squirrel...

Det er så varmt og klamt idag. Termometererne viser 28 til 30 grader i skyggen!
Freja kan heller ikke lide det så varmt. Hun har været ret så besværeligt i går og i nat var hun vågn flere gang (Metter savner virkelift sin mor når Freja er besærligt om morgen). Onkle Philip kom forbi i går sammen med hans kæreste men Freja var ikke sig selv of skabt sig gevældigt. I dag har vi obdaget at hun er begyndt at får tænder i overmunden så det er nok der for.