and he carries the reminders of every glove that layed him down....

I’ve dived with sharks.
I’ve petted a lion.
I’ve thrown myself out of an aeroplane 10,000ft above the Namibian desert.
I’ve stood 10ft away from an adult male grizzly bear.
I’ve gone down an Olympic bobsleigh run.
I’ve skied (slowly) down double-diamond black runs.
I’ve stood on the side of an erupting volcano.
Hell, I've even eaten a tarantula.

None of these things – not a damn one – has prepared me in any way for attempting to put drops into my cat’s left eye.

Muhammed Ali turned 70 today.

As the great man once said: “I done wrestled with an alligator, I done tussled with a whale; handcuffed lightning, thrown thunder in jail; only last week, I murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalised a brick; I'm so mean I make medicine sick”

He’s a pretty amazing guy and has lived an incredible life…..but I’d still like to see him try it and take on my little cat twice a day armed only with a tube of Fucithalmic ointment.

There's only one winner.