Grotty Groom has been sighted.

Having decided to take life by the whatsits, and get on with it, today was the first day of Baggy's new regime. Okay it went a little wrong when she overslept. Then realised that Creative Clara had an order from her Etsy shop: a plate which needed to go to the USA. Over an hour later, Clara had finally managed to pack it properly, only to realise that the postage cost would mean that she made 80pence profit. But never mind, an order is an order.

Furry Mama and Pepper Pooch headed off to Dunwich beach and spent over an hour walking, running and ball chasing. Once Pepper was wrapped up in his bathrobe, Baggy drove them over to the yard. As the pooch was tired, Furry Mama left him in Billy Bob Jalopy campervan for a rest, while Grotty Groom went to see her Boys.

She caught Wessles in mid-snooze,

 

but as soon as he realised it was his Mum, he hopped up,

 

had a stretch,

 

and stuck his tongue out at her! Rude!

 

 

After a quick brush, Grotty took the lad out of his stable for the first time in over a year - for Grotty that is, not Wessles, he goes out every day. But Grotty hasn't done anything with him for forever. Freda Fretter wasn't certain how he would behave - like the angel that he is, that's how! She took him to the round pen.

And as soon as she took off his turn-out bridle, switched her camera on, and walked away from him, he followed Grotty. Where Grotty went, so did Wesley. If she stopped, he stopped. It was very sweet, and made Grotty realise that they had not lost their very special bond. Even though it started to rain, Grotty and Wessles enjoyed the view and the fresh air, and most importantly, each other's company.

They weren't out for very long, but Baggy had a big grin on her face by the time they went back in. Grotty then gave the Boy Joe a big brush and scratch.


Off to the post office to post the parcel. Home, to add a few new products to her shop. Quick whizz round by The Domestic Goddess, before Calum came home for the night. Once Clara has posted this blog, she will be carrying on writing her novel.

Baggy is liking this routine.........

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): 6. 
Tears: Nope.
Baggy: 215.