𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐬.

A recent flare-up of an old rugby injury hasn’t stopped the doctor from continuing his hobby on the weekend. But he knows that he will have to work on building muscle in the area to support his body. The odd visit to the gym will now have to turn into a regular endeavour.

'Cat at Work'

“Don’t tell me that’s an actual bruise on your forehead, Holmes, or I’ll be rather upset.” Watson said with a small huff, an expression of effort at the exertion of lifting up their fluffy little (big) intruder. The B.S.C. let out a small whine that could only be compared —

Ambrotype portrait of a raccoon on a chair. Photographed between 1855-60.

That will do. And by the sound of the laboured pitter-pattering echoing from down the hall, they will be having a special guest over also. Said guest is now standing expectantly at the doctor’s feet, waiting to be hoisted up like a wrecking ball.

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Forgive him Father, for he has sinned. Perhaps he could give his confession over tea?

Wasn’t sure he was home. Called his name, only to discover that he had slipped into his room unnoticed to take off the day’s disguise.

'Scholar At Work'