Tuesday, 28 November 2017

Allergic to.........

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): 7.
Tears: No.
Overall day: Flat out.

Hormonal Hannah had Baggy oversleeping again. Clever Bird has no idea why she's so tired unless it's because she's stressing over everything once more.

Stress one: Pepper constantly scratches or grooms himself. He'd even started biting his paw. Furry Mama was really concerned, so decided that despite her next massive worry being money, or rather not having enough of it, she booked Pepper an appointment with the vet. Just fifteen minutes later. They hopped in Billy Bob and pootled up to the surgery. He has allergies! No idea to what of course. Stage one was to give him an injection. He was having none of it. Two broken needles later, the vet called in a nurse to assist. They put a muzzle on him. He panicked even more. A squirming, demented pooch caused two more needles to snap. The nurse suggested that Furry Mama might be best out of the way. "No problem". They took Pepper to another room. Less than a minute later they reappeared! "I wish I'd videoed that", said the vet.
"Why?"
"Because he lay down without moving and let us do it". Seriously? Thanks a bunch Pepper. But actually it confirms Freda Fretter's fear that he might have been treated quite harshly by his previous owner. When he squirms like that it's very tempting to grab his collar and pull him towards you. That panics him even more. But sometimes he puts himself in danger doing it. Ignoring it is not always an option! As his new human, perhaps he believes that Furry Mama will do the same thing and clearly from his reactions, he also expects to be hit. Very sad.


Baggy left, clutching a bag of special food, a dog shampoo and a much lighter wallet. They headed into town to try and do something about:

Stress two: Figuring out how to earn some money. First stop the vintage shop to check out Creative Clara's cabinet. It's not as wide as she thought, but it has five shelves not three or four, so that's good! It's also already been emptied ready for Creative Clara's things. Next stop the cash point to check the current state of play. Yes well! So next stop a pub, where a London jeweller's were paying cash for precious metals. Baggy took all her jewellery. And left with it all! Clever Bird decided that it wasn't worth it - she'd be better off getting Clara to continue trying to sell it. Bizarrely this made Freda Fretter feel better! So she pootled to the pet shop and treated the pooch to a posh new collar - a wider one, that Furry Mama hopes will stop him from strangling himself if he panics.

Once home they headed straight out again for ball throwing. And puddle wading. Pepper excelled himself at the latter! Bath time. Problem: Pepper is terrified of being showered and hates to get in the bath. Treats in hand, Furry Mama persuaded the pooch to get in the bath. He did, then promptly shot out again!  Clever Bird decided that Baggy needed to demonstrate. Clothes off, in she hopped. Pepper shot away. Sigh! Long story short, one hour later, Furry Mama had managed to get Pepper shampooed and dried off. Just as well as she has to do this twice a week for a couple of weeks, then once a week. Hopefully he'll learn to love it.

Creative Clara spent the rest of the day pricing and packing her stock so that she can display her cabinet in the morning. Fingers crossed that it will help Freda Fretter stop being quite so worried about stress two! Especially as stress one looks like being a lifetime of adding to stress two. Animals are expensive, but Furry Mama would never be without them............

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