Ha...nearly turned the car round this morning...poor wee guy. Was like he knew something was going down last night too. Kept looking at me funny. Not been to collect him yet and forgot to take a pic of his wee baws for prosperity. Hopefully his lipstick will stop poppin' right oot every 5 mins now.
Deep within his wee dug brain will be a thought. That thought will be that the person he loved and admired cut his baws off. A bit like divorce, really.
