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): 2.
Tears: Wind induced ones.
Monday - Hormonal Hannah's least favourite day. Number one left for work for the week, so the pooch is in charge of keeping Baggy on track. He started by insisting that Baggy get up, and take him and Furry Mama to the beach - his choice for the day, Dunwich Heath. They were there before ten. Fortunately Clever Bird had made Baggy put on her mad jumper, because it was blowing a gale. At least it blew Hannah's black cloud away, even if it did have Baggy wiping the tears from her eyes. You know the jumper Baggees - the lovely one that Calum had especially tracked down for her - do you think that perhaps Creative Clara needs to work on her selfie technique though?
The tide was well and truly 'in', so there was no sand in sight, just pebbles as far as the eye could see. By the time that Furry Mama had walked a mile or so up the beach, Baggy's legs were 'pinging' rather, and even Pepper was starting to tire. But at least neither of them have any cellulite!! Walking back, they were heading directly into the wind - even the pooch had tears in his eyes, but the positive ions did their usual uplifting thing, and by the time they got back to Billy Bob Jalopy, Baggy and the pooch had big grins on their faces as they sat and relaxed.
It is definitely one of their favourite places!
Home, where Baggy managed to track down The Domestic Goddess who has a habit of vanishing off into oblivion with Grotty Groom, when Hormonal Hannah is in full flow. Not that she did a lot, but she at least made a start on the housework.
Meanwhile, the Hinge cat, formerly known as the Low-slung-one, was out doing her new favourite past time, murdering baby bunnies! Furry Mama adores her pussy cats, but sometimes she really doesn't like them a lot. Clever Bird has put a collar with a bell on it on her, but to no avail. Furry Mama did her best to resuscitate tonight's baby, she failed, but while she was trying, she realised that she was being observed by two beautiful hares, who must live just outside Gloria Gardener's patch. Baggy loved watching them, and even Freda Fretter is optimistic that the new hyper active Hinge couldn't catch a baby hare - well let's hope that's the case..........
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