More surgery for Baggy.

Sorry for the absence Baggees, the gang have been extremely busy! Firstly though, Baggy hopes that you all had a wonderful Christmas (if you celebrate it), and that you have a happy and healthy 2019!

Creative Clara's last blog on 17th December, had Baggy beating herself up for going back on the anti-depressants. But having done so, Hormonal Hannah felt less anxious, very quickly. So much so, that she also took her Doctor's advice and had Grotty Groom get back on a horse! Not her own (as Baggy is once again too heavy for Wesley's bad back), but Calum's pure Irish Draught - the wonderful Joey! Now just to put this in context, since the horses moved to their new yard, nearly two years ago, they have been ridden twice! In fact they have done no work at all, even in hand, for probably eighteen months! But Calum tacked Joey up and walked him down to the indoor school. He then walked him round in-hand for a minute, before hopping on him! Calum said that it was slightly nerve-wracking, but whatever Joey was thinking, he didn't put a hoof wrong. After two minutes, Grotty hopped on him and walked him round for another two minutes. She had a stupid grin on her face, as she suspects did Joey. The lad is a wonder horse!

The next day, Grotty hopped on him for five minutes, without Calum getting on first!

Baggy had a wonderful Christmas. The day itself was a simple one, with number one furry and Pepper, Hinge and Bracket. It was all very laid back and relaxed; basically consisting of eating and watching television. Not even any beach trips with the pooch, as a few days before, he ended up on three legs. Clever Bird is hopeful that he's just pulled something, but the vet is threatening X-rays next week if he's still lame. Furry Mama will however be refusing them, unless they absolutely insist it's necessary, as the poor lad would have to be heavily sedated for them to be able to do it.  Pepper loved his presents, although it took him less than an hour to destroy them!

 

            
On Boxing Day, Calum, Baggy and Pepper headed off to Kent at 6.00am, to stay with Baggy's sister for a couple of nights. Furry Mama was worried about leaving Hinge cat, as she didn't seem well at all. She seems to have a really bad cold and be struggling to eat anything solid, Bless her. Some lovely neighbours were looking after the cats while Furry Mama was away, and Calum made Hinge a special fish soup, so Freda Fretter tried not to worry too much.

 

 

Baggy's nieces were also staying with Baggy's sister, and on the second day, her elder niece's boyfriend came too, so it was lovely. Lots of food, drinks and board games, with the odd dog walk (Pepper on a lead, much to his frustration), around the beautiful village of Shoreham in Kent.

The only negative from a very happy few days, was that Clever Bird realised that Baggy's bleeding ulcer seemed to have come back - so after only ten days of being back on the anti-depressants, Hannah is off them again! Baggy would rather cope with Hannah's anxiety than with another bout of severe anaemia. They arrived home again last night. Much to Furry Mama's relief, Hinge was still alive, but still poorly. She seems to be made up of just fur and bones, so will also be going to see the vet next week.

Meanwhile, today, at Calum's insistence, Baggy had her eyes tested. Having been told a few years ago that she had a cataract forming, she was slightly bemused to be told at her last eye test that she had no such thing! And that she no longer needed to be seen annually. So it's been three years since her last test and after a much more thorough test than she's ever had before, she was told that not only does she definitely have a cataract, but it's so bad that it needs surgery. Sigh! But first she has to go back and have a dye put in her eye to check there is nothing else wrong, as the cataract is preventing them from seeing her eyeball clearly. Baggy will therefore be having more 'time-out' at some point in 2019, but until then, the gang will remain busy........






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): Yellow.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 4. 
Tears: Happy ones.
Baggy: 214.