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): 8.
Tears: Nope.
Pancakes (Yes/No): Nah!
Weight in her terrifying naked state (Stones and pounds): Ah well.
Overall days: Very creative.
Heh Baggees, where did the week go? Creative Clara was just about to return to writing her novel, when she realised that it was blogging day. The week has past in a bit of a blur, but a good creative one. Most of the gang have been up to something. The week started with Grotty Groom going and spending time with her Boys. She groomed further animals out of both of them, but particularly the Wessles on both Monday and Tuesday. She totally lost track of time on Monday, and hadn't realised that Furry Mama had left the pooch in Billy Bob Jalopy campervan, for nearly three hours. She felt terrible when she realised. But he was fine. To make up for it, she took him to Dunwich beach early on Wednesday. So early in fact, that no one else was there. It was rather blustery!
And cold! But lots of pebbles to be had for Creative Clara, so she collected them, in between Furry Mama throwing the pooch his ball.
She decided that as Hormonal Hannah has been feeling decidedly anxious this week, Baggy should stay in Dunwich for a while longer and chill out (as it turned out - literally), in Billy Bob for a while. As Baggy got settled, she did discover that the pooch had been a little stressed when Furry Mama forgot time - how? you ask - well she found a couple of large holes chewed threw Billy Bob's back curtains. But at least it wasn't the seats!
Clever Bird had planned ahead, so Clara had her laptop with her. So while the pooch slept,
(he's the red blob on the passenger seat - in his fleece towelling coat), The Domestic Goddess made Baggy a coffee,
and Clara got on with her novel. It's quite inspiring hearing the sea (easy, as the vent windows were open to stop Billy Bob steaming up), and gazing at the fishing boat.
Once again time vanished, and Freda Fretter realised that Baggy was turning slightly blue from the cold! The plan had been to go to the yard so Grotty could do more grooming, and then take Furry Mama and the pooch to dog training. But she was so frozen that they went home to warm up instead, before heading to training, where the pooch once again excelled himself.
Apparently the forecast for next week is freezing temperatures and possibly snow, so Gloria Gardener was determined to do some serious hacking on Thursday. She needs to get on with it, not just because the leaves are sprouting, but because the birds are already building nests! A little reminder of where she had got up to previously Baggees......
After nearly finishing Baggy off yesterday, and with help from a friend who turned up unexpectedly, this is how it looks today.
Baggy smells like a bonfire and Gloria still has loads to do, but she burned lots today, so that she has some space to chop more down! There are little bulbs sprouting up all over the place, which Baggy's size eights and the pooch's size 'paws', keep squashing, so Clara came up with a plan: use her precious pebbles, to show them off and warn Gloria where they are.
Clever Bird is well aware that this is too precarious to last and she'll need to figure out a more permanent solution, but as Archaeologist Annie has always had a thing for stone circles, cairns, burial mounds and standing stones, this is Clara's nod to that love. She will be expanding this concept. Okay it might be a tad nuts, but Baggy loves it.
Before yesterday's efforts, the pooch had a lovely thirty-minute play time with his two new besties (who were also Minty Mutt's besties!!),
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