Isn't life ironic?

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): Black.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 6.
Tears: No.
Pancakes (Yes/No): Fruit scone, and a cream slice seems to have materialised in the fridge so it will probably be added!
Weight in her terrifying naked state (Stones and pounds): 😎 .
Overall day: Damp.

Baggy had a restless night. Hormonal Hannah kept waking her up with bad dreams, so she wasn't exactly raring to go this morning. But all four furries were, so Furry Mama got her up. Creative Clara needed to pick up her laptop from the repair shop in Diss. She could have done without the expense, but it's still a lot cheaper than a new one! On the way Furry Mama popped into the vets to see whether any of their specialist food was okay for Pepper - it wasn't! Laptop paid for, they headed home the scenic way through soggy Suffolk countryside. They decided to take Pepper for a walk behind Halesworth town as he'd been a poppet in the car for so long.

 

 

The pooch had a lovely time while Calum and Baggy got wet! Mind you Baggees, Calum is as daft as the dog!

 

 

In to town for a coffee and a cheese scone, except there was only one left! So Cal ordered a fruit one as well and they shared. The pooch had his usual nibbles of cheese scone. It's ironic really - Furry Mama had quite a few negative comments from people about how she "shouldn't feed Pepper human food" when she shared her scone with him regularly, so that he saw town as a treat,  not a threat. Now it turns out that it's one of the few things that he's not allergic to! Of course he couldn't have any of the fruit one - well apart from all the crumbs that he hoovered up off the floor. By now, even soggier, as they were sitting outside, they headed back to the car, via the vintage shop (Clara's had one small sale), and the Chemist (Hormonal Hannah's happy pills collected), and the pet shop (not one single food was okay), and the Post office (it was shut).

The pooch was happy to be snuggled up in his towelling coat for the drive home. Baggy is now equally happy to be snuggled up in her jim jams, while Clever Bird uses her laptop. Pity she's decided that she prefers Calum's having used it for the last two weeks 😩. But she has Office on hers, so Clever Bird updated the holiday cottage spreadsheet and was happy to see that it is almost in profit for 2018. Clara has written this blog and will shortly start to type up her novel. Well, she will once Furry Mama has trawled t'internet to try and find food for the pooch.........