Fight Fight Fight

Miss Fluffy is nursing her wounded pride back at Blog House following a sound beating from the feisty Tres. She still insists that she had no intention of trying to gain the affections of the two boys at the hacienda... even though she could.

It all started when Miss Fluffy dropped by the morning after the party to help clean up. Tres thought it was quite clean enough already thank you very much but Miss Fluffy insisted and then spent half an hour batting her eyes at SteveR and draping herself over The Professor while Tres grew more and more angry. When Miss Fluffy suggested, with a giggle, that she would like to hold The Professor's magnificent weapon, Tres saw red.

SteveR and The Professor ran for cover.

"Get out of my house, floozy!"

I don't like you.

The fight moved out into the garden. Tres was not going to let this go.

Check out those moves.

Back into the kitchen.

Then it got really rough.

Wow! That must have been some rumble for MissFluffy to end up in her undies.

The Blogwarming

I had a great time at the newcomers' party. They certainly know how to entertain.

It was good to see Miss Fluffy in such high spirits. Only thing is , I think her flirting put our new friend Tres' nose out of joint. I got a call this morning from Miss Fluffy asking me to go over with an ice pack and some paracetamol. She wouldn't tell me why on the phone but I got the impression it was something to do with what happened when she dropped by the next morning to help clean up the party aftermath.

I'll let you know as soon as I do exactly what happened.

The housemates were excited as they prepared for their blogwarming party. Tres worried in case no one turned up... but she needn't have.

The party got off to a great start. There were the usual fallings out of love that happen at a Blog party- the arguing- the jealousy.

Tres felt a pang of jealousy. She wasn't too keen on Miss Fluffy, SteveR found out.

"It's The Professor she's interested in. Not me" explained SteveR. "Where is he anyway?"

Aha! Everyone was enthralled by The Professor's prodigious tale.

As the last guest left, The Professor blew his horn with a melancholic air.