A very furry day.

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): 3.
Tears: No.
Overall day: Full of furries.

Creative Clara pootled into Halesworth this morning to put a few more items in her vintage cabinet. Furry Mama took Pepper with her, all dressed up in his Christmas jumper and stripy scarf. It was cold. And he looks sooooooo cute in them. It made quite a few people smile anyway. Pepper lay down while Clara put her bits of jewellery and a couple of her "smelly" pots in her cabinet. She suddenly realised that Pepper was shaking like a leaf. The whites of his eyes were showing. He was staring at one of the cabinets behind him. "You okay pooch?"
"Seriously, do I look it Mum?"
"What is it?"
"I have no idea - but it's really scary".
Furry Mama decided that it was time for a walk. Pepper dragged her into the pet shop as they passed it. She bought a gentle grooming glove for his extremely fine coat and was given a pack of hypoallergenic food to see whether he liked it. Then they headed off around town. The Domestic Goddess bought three more dehumidifiers, two for the house and one for Billy Bob Jalopy campervan. Living in a damp environment is not doing Baggy's lungs a lot of good. Trying to carry them while Furry Mama walked the pooch was interesting.

As they walked up the high street, Clara spotted the lady from her village who had recommended the original vintage shop. Clara said, "Hi".
"Awwww, Pepper looks so cute in his jumper! How are you?"
"Good thanks. I've moved into the vintage shop you're in".
"Oh have you? Actually I'm leaving".
"Oh".
"Yes, it hasn't worked out for me there. I have some other options in town."
"Oh good. Well I'm going to give it a go because I got sick of waiting for the other place."
"Hmmmm, yes you should definitely give it a try. I feel bad for recommending the other place. ****** is not what she seems. It's why I left".
So Psychic Ploppo's Tarot cards were right. "A woman in your life is not what she seems and is not to be trusted." Weird how things work out. Time to do another reading!

Baggy then took Furry Mama and Grotty Groom to the yard. Pepper needed to burn off some excess energy and Grotty needed a Wessles' cuddle.

The boy loves a good hurtle.

Cute pooch. Clever Bird does wonder what his breeding truly is though. She's heard a few people comment that they think he's a Lurcher cross, (not a Labrador - Border Collie cross). Not that it matters, he's just a very loved pooch, but it would be interesting to know for sure.

While Pepper rested in Billy Bob, (well truthfully baggetts, he barked and stressed and steamed Billy Bob up), Grotty gave her Boys treats. And yes, it is favouritism, she groomed Wessles and re-plaited his mane, then gave him a quick groom and lots of cuddles. Joey got lots of chin and ear tickles. Polos and carrots all round. Then Baggy headed home.

Furry Mama groomed Hinge, Bracket and the pooch. Then Baggy, to get five lots of hair off her! Now she's in her jim jams, (well it is dark baggetts, even if it is only half past four)..........