More challenges.

Note to readers (my lovely Baggees): For the avoidance of any doubt - every character in this blog is me!!! No Baggy was harmed in its writing.

Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Blue.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 2.
Tears: No.
Overall day(s): Happy.

Furry Mama was so happy to go and collect the lovely Hinge this morning. The girl was totally back to her happy, affectionate, purry self and delighted to be home. She even had a happy sniff, nose to nose with Pepper Pooch. Furry Mama was a little upset though as the lovely vet who looked after her, (and Minty Mutt), and who health-checked Pepper, is leaving. She's going home to Slovenia after being in England for four years. Baggy can't blame her. It must be really hard leaving your country, culture, family and friends. And as for undertaking a profession as technical as a veterinary surgeon, in a totally new language - really hard. But she's a really lovely vet and a very lovely person and Baggy will miss her, and her kindness. So, Furry Mama bought her a "Thank You" card and enclosed a little present - it was just a little brooch that Baggy's had for years, but the vet was quite overwhelmed. Bless her. Baggy was very glad she'd made the gesture.

Lots of purry cuddles later, Furry Mama walked Pepper to the village shop to buy some new cat foods for the girls. She wants to feed them the pure food that Minty Mutt and now Pepper eats - all pure healthy proper meat and vegetables, rice etc. - no additives. But of course it's expensive, in fact it's about three times the price of their current food. However, if feeding it helps Hinge not to get so constipated ever again, it would be a false economy to leave her on the cheap stuff. Furry Mama bought four different brands of the good stuff. Pepper chose himself some treats. Not that any of the furries are spoilt you understand baggees! The first brand went down a treat with both cats. Furry Mama has to feed them little and often, so it will be interesting to see if they get bored of the good stuff.

Furry Mama has to try to get five pills a day into Hinge for the next five days, then two a day, probably forever. This is going to be interesting. Hinge doesn't "do" pills. Baggy is going to get damaged! It would be less, but Baggy's allergic to penicillin, so instead of one penicillin pill she has to give her three alternative antibiotics. Sigh. But baggees - actually, hold that thought - quick aside - do you want to be baggetts? Number one furry thinks that Baggy and the baggetts sounds better than Baggy and the baggees. Creative Clara is inclined to agree, but doesn't think that you'd appreciate being called French sticks, so won't spell it baguettes. Anyway, Baggy loves it, so from this day forth baggees, you will be Baggy's baggetts. Back to the plot - ah but there's a problem with that baggetts, as Hormonal Hannah has made Clara totally forget where that sentence was going. Ah, the joys of aging. Not just the memory loss, but the failing eyesight, but at least that means that Baggy can't see the beard that's growing on Hannah's chin..............