Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Yellow.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 2.
Tears: No.
Overall day: Invigorating.
Baggy managed a bit of a lie-in this morning! Hormonal Hannah needed a loo visit at around Pepper Pooch's getting up time, so when she went back into the bedroom Furry Mama opened the door of his crate before she got back in bed. Much to her surprise, Pepper stayed here he was and went back to sleep. When he decided it was time to get up at 8.15am, instead of leaping on the bed, he just put his head on the mattress next to Baggy. Sweet dog.
Furry Mama decided on another trip to Dunwich Heath today. It rained all the way there, so Furry Mama decided that the pooch could wear his new coat.
She was wearing a matching red one! It was rather a wild and woolly sea, although it stopped raining.
But Freda Fretter decided that the sea was too dangerous to risk letting Pepper off the lead.
So they headed back to the heath for a circular walk, with much ball chasing. After an hour or so, Baggy fancied a cappuccino and Furry Mama decided that it would be good training for Pepper to go inside a café for the first time. The National Trust café at Dunwich Heath allows dogs, so in they went for a coffee and cheese scone. There was a large fluffy fur ball, which was a puppy Old English Sheepdog, just feet away from them. It was barking its head off at Pepper. Pepper looked at it. Furry Mama said, "Leave". Pepper looked at her and lay down at her feet, where he stayed quietly, sharing her cheese scone. He couldn't have been better behaved if he'd tried.
They then set off on another longer walk, round the heath and woodland. By then the weather had changed to that drizzle that soaks you through. Pepper still chased his ball. They pretty much had the heath to themselves. Apart from some beautiful red deer (they really are in this photo baggees).
Baggy sat on a bench and watched the deer, who watched her, while Pepper had a rest. They set off again. After a few hundred yards, Clever Bird realised that Furry Mama had left Pepper's lead on the bench. They went back for it. The deer were still there. Furry Mama threw the ball constantly for Pepper as they headed back to Billy Bob Jalopy. He covered four times the ground that Baggy did, as he hurtled after his ball. As they approached the final few hundred yards before the road, Freda Fretter put Pepper back on his flexi-lead. But Furry Mama kept bouncing his ball for him. Then Hormonal Hannah got involved; Furry Mama forgot herself and threw the ball. Pepper flew after it. It bounced. Clever Bird realised that it was going much further than the length of the lead! Heaven alone knows what Freda Fretter was thinking, but she decided not to let go of the lead! She held on to it tightly. Baggy was literally launched horizontally. She landed on the ground. Hard! At which point she let go of the lead. Pepper just looked at her. Baggy brushed the mud off herself, and carried on, feeling like an idiot.
Back at Billy Bob, Clever Bird realised that they'd walked for over two-and-a-half hours.
Pepper Pooch was worn out, Baggy was surprisingly okay.
Baggy drove the thirty-minutes home, while Pepper slept on the back shelf of Billy Bob with his head lolling over the back seat. Baggy got in and had a cup of tea. Pepper decided that it was time to play ball. Bless him, he never stops, but he's given Hormonal Hannah a new reason to get up in the mornings, and even Hannah is happy these days.............
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