Clever Bird decided on a different tactic for dealing with Hormonal Hannah today; regardless of what colour hue of black Baggy's cloud was today, she was going to keep Baggy busy, starting by getting her up. So she set the alarm for 8.00am. It went off - so did Hannah. She swore at it, turned it off, and went straight back to sleep. Furry Mama was eventually woken at 10.00 by The Hinge. The old Boy Minty Mutt then leapt up, with his tail lifting, clearly indicating that he needed to go out, before he had an "accident" in the bedroom. Baggy had no choice but to get up and face the day.
When she took Minty out for his walk, Furry Mama spotted a little bird curled up by the back door. It looked like a baby collar-neck dove. Clever Bird wasn't sure what to do, so decided to leave it and see if it was still there when they got back. It was. She still didn't know what to do. She decided to leave it while Grotty Groom went to see the horses. Furry Mama shot to the village shop for dog food, more horse treats, and cat "calmers". The Domestic Goddess took a trip to the bottle bank on the way, then drove the four miles to the yard. As she went into the barn, quite a few angry, flattened-eared faces appeared over the stable doors.
"Oooooooo, thanks for the warm welcome everyone, what have I done wrong?" asked Grotty, as she dodged inquisitive noses. No sign of Wessles or Joey though! She walked to the end of the barn, to find the Boys happily noshing hay. Minty treats handed out, Grotty set to grooming an extremely woolly Wesley. Suddenly there was lots of whinnying. Baggy stuck her head over the stable door to see the yard manager with the feed trolley.
"Ah, that explains it", said Grotty, "they were obviously mad at me because I didn't have their lunch".
"Well your two don't get anything off the trolley".
"No, well they weren't bothered!"
Clever horses! It took the best part of an hour to groom a large Hinge-sized ball of hair out of Wesley!
Once she'd finished he was so chilled out that he was nodding off. Baggy felt similarly, but it was only fair that Joey had a brush as well. Grotty only managed to get a gerbil's worth of fur out of him, but he enjoyed it. Not as much as he enjoyed his parsnips before she left though!
It is really lovely for Grotty being able to spend quality time with the Boys without any worry. They are already so settled in their new home and seem very relaxed (especially Wesley - surprisingly). All that worrying that Freda Fretter did about moving them was totally unnecessary! They are looking well, content and comfy. As Grotty left, Clever Bird realised that the panicky, anxious, heart-racing feeling that Baggy had when she arrived at the yard, had gone!
She headed home again feeling much lighter in her heart! Quick shoot into town for even more picture hooks, de-humidifiers and batteries - Baggy loves the shop that sells everything. Home again. The first thing Furry Mama did was check whether the little bird was there. It wasn't. Phew! She let Minty Mutt out and brought all her bags in, only to see Minty disappearing round the corner of the house. Clever Bird checked why and found the little bird. What to do? She decided to make it a bit of a safer place. Unfortunately this meant catching it, but as it had been stuck on the ground for at least four hours at this point, Furry Mama decided that action was required. It tried to fly off and she noticed that it had no tail feathers. Well it had the pointy stem, but no feathers, so she figured it must be a baby. She tucked it up with some seed and water and hopes it makes it through the night.
The Goddess rustled up a healthy lunch, then Creative Clara put a load more products into her Etsy shop. This is a few of them.
Now she is bloggy-blogging and it has to be said, feeling GOOD. Baggy is one very lucky old bird.............
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