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): 7 - no idea why.
Tears: No.
Overall day: Great.
Clever Bird is a little put out that all the Banks seem to be closing their branches in rural communities. Baggy's Bank's nearest branch is already ten miles away! Now they are closing it! She can't even think where the nearest branch will now be. Freda Fretter had a bit of a meltdown over it, until she received a letter saying that she could pay her cheques in at the Post Office. Just as well as Creative Clara receives quite a few one way and another. Clever Bird does use t'internet banking, so she'll be fine, but what about elderly folk who don't use computers? Or people in areas with no, or poor internet? Baggy's Dad wouldn't even use a "hole-in-the-wall" machine, as he didn't trust them. He wouldn't even have known how to switch on a computer! But Clever Bird supposes that this is "progress". Baggy is turning into a grumpy old lady. Anyway, she decided to go into town to test the theory, as she had two cheques to pay in.
Furry Mama took the pooch (obviously), and pootled into the shop that the Post Office is in. Because of Creative Clara's Etsy shop, she's in there regularly to post her Realuv parcels. She used to take Minty Mutt, now she takes Pepper Pooch, so the staff know her quite well. The lady that took her cheques, is rather a fan of the pooch and got into a long chat about how he was getting on. She then started talking about her own six-month old puppy. Now normally this would be lovely, but Hormonal Hannah was getting rather embarrassed! It's nearly Christmas - the queue was getting longer by the second and the lady's multi-tasking was rather poor, talking and doing didn't happen at the same time. Baggy kind of "slunk" past the queue, but then Furry Mama realised that most people were grinning at the cute pooch!
Furry Mama took him to the park. The Domestic Goddess is seriously beginning to despair of Furry Mama! It's bad enough that she lets the pooch be a one-doggy-shredding machine in the house, but she also lets him get filthy, and then bring it back in the house. Take today. They walked and ran and had a lovely time, until Baggy totally miss-threw the ball. It landed in a massive bramble patch. Pepper was frantic. As they cost nearly £3 each, Furry Mama was determined to find it. Five minutes, and fingers full of bramble thistles later, Baggy managed to find and retrieve it. After much charging about, totally focussed on the ball, being the model dog, Pepper then vanished. Freda Fretter was pretty sure she knew where he'd gone. She was correct!
Freda thanked goodness that the stream was a mere trickle compared to how it was last time she had seen it.
Furry Mama thought about getting Baggy to go into the stream to find the ball, but Clever Bird talked her out of it. Ah well, yet another ball lost. Yet another smelly, dirty dog to get home, so The Goddess now needs to clean Billy Bob as well as the house. Psychic Ploppo is even more convinced that Minty Mutt is constantly whispering in the pooch's ear........
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