Jez came home yesterday. At first they weren’t sure whether they’d let her out as she had a slight temperature, but that soon came down. The nurse also told me Saturday morning that she had been quite agitated, but I said that was normal for her following an anaesthetic. So we drove up Saturday afternoon to get her.
The nurse was very strict with her instructions about how we were to look after her and they gave us a written sheet setting it all out. That said, they obviously had as little success with her as we have, as the nurse said she’d tried to put an ice pack on her leg but Jez was having none of it. She also hadn’t eaten. Good job I’d taken some chicken & pasta for her, as she demolished it as soon as she got in the car!
We had a good journey home and Jez settled nicely on her duvet in the back, although I think the Kong filled with peanut butter helped a lot. But she was obviously in quite a lot of pain. She kept her distance most of the time, and slept most of the evening and all through the night.
Today she’s slowly getting back to her normal self but her leg clearly bothers her and she is only just tentatively trying to put it on the ground. She’s on her normal NSAIs and anit-biotics, plus she has a morphine patch on her leg. Her scar is really long, and there is very bad bruising on the inside of her thigh. But that’s hardly surprising as they’ve cut a chunk out of her thigh bone! Her appetite is good though. Oh, and not only has her leg been shaved again, but there’s a square patch shaved on her lower back from where she had the epidural. It looks really funny.
In terms of her recovery, she’s at her own vet for a check up tomorrow morning. She is also not allowed out for 3 weeks and is only allowed out in the garden if we take her out on a lead. She’s not allowed to run, jump or do anything that will jar her leg, which is plated but needs the bone to grow back (apparently jarring it disturbs/dissipates the cells which will gradually form and then harden, so the process has to start all over again). We have to phone her specialist in 4 weeks and give him a progress update, and then go back for more Xrays and a check up in6-8 weeks. Oh, and the estimate was about right – I had to pay out £1,965 yesterday! That means that leg has now cost over £4,000 so far – that’s one very expensive leg!
There’s not much else to tell really. I feel a bit odd, and hope I’m not going down with this flu that is going round. And my laptop and keyboard are playing up again and driving me nuts! For every word I type the next few have half the letters or spaces missing. Explorer works when it wants to on some sites and for some things, and Chrome does the same. I suppose I should really use Firefox, but I don’t like it – it’s all a bit too chunky and cumbersome for me.
Today is the winter solstice. From now on, days get longer and nights get lighter.
Sunday, 21 December 2008
Friday, 19 December 2008
And nothing has changed, Everything has changed
Well, those of you on Facebook or who read Jez’s blog will know that she didn’t have an operation on Monday after all. Trying to get her sorted is turning out to be a real rollercoaster for us. If fact, Monday was a bit of a naff day all round. It was supposed to be sunny, but was cold and damp and miserable. The journey to Devizes was ok, but takes about 1 hour 50 minutes to do the 56 miles. Nevertheless, we arrived on time, only to have to wait half an hour to see the vet. He was excellent though, and we spent over half an hour with him. At the end of that time we left Jez for more Xrays and, we thought, an operation. Interestingly he didn’t think the original vets had done a bad job.
We had planned to go to Lacock Abbey for the day, as I said. And we did go to the village of Lacock. But it turns out that the Abbey is only open at weekends through the winter. So we only got to walk round the village. We did get lunch there at the village bakery though. Chris took one or two photos of the village, and of the Abbey (from a distance) – oh, and of me!
We then went into Devizes and walked round the town centre, which was nothing to shout about, and went and got a coffee to kill some time. After that there was nothing else to do, and so we went back to the vets only to find he hadn’t even got round to looking at her by that time. So we sat in the car and read. Eventually, just as it was getting dark, he phoned us - I told him I was in his waiting room! Anyway, he’d re-Xrayed her and said that we had to make a decision. He could try to move the ligament again, but there was a chance that he couldn’t move it any further / wouldn’t be able to move it far enough. But apparently in Staffies, due to their stance, the femur can be at an angle with the tibia, putting pressure on the knee joint. He showed us this on her Xrays. The operation to correct this (femoral straightening) involves cutting through the femur and removing a wedge of bone, and then plating the whole thing back together again. This is a much bigger operation involving an epidural to help reduce the amount of anaesthetic required. So we had to decide whether to risk letting him have a go at another tibia crest transposition that day. The problem was that if he couldn’t move the ligament, then he’d have to close her up and have her back again for the femoral straightening. It was a bit of a no brainer really – we opted to take her back another day when he had time to do whatever was necessary in a single operation.
So they bought her round and we bought her home. She was a lot better than usual after the anaesthetic, and slept most of the night. I suspect he’s got a better anaethnatist. She’s been a bit sore since then though.
Today I took her back to Devizes ( a 4 hour round trip that Chris kindly volunteered me for). Just after lunch the vet phoned and said she’d had her op and he’d done the femoral straightening after all, which wasn’t really a surprise. As she’s had an epidural she’s got to stay there tonight. We have to phone in the morning and check that she’s well enough to come home before going to get her (another 4 hour round trip). As her leg will have been plated I’m hoping that this means that we needn’t be quite so nervous about pins moving etc. But apparently we will get written instructions on her care when we pick her up. And the estimate for this little lot? Around £2,000! That will wipe out the remainder of her insurance cover for this condition. Still, it will be great to get her home and well again. The vet is very hopeful of a successful outcome, by the way.
Otherwise I met Val for dinner last night – we had a Chinese and a really good natter. And today we’ve been back looking at bathrooms. We’ve got a design we’ve agreed upon, and a bath, shower cubicle and toilet. We just need to sort out the washbasin now – oh yes, and find someone to fit it as that will involve laying the floor where the sunken bath currently is.
We had planned to go to Lacock Abbey for the day, as I said. And we did go to the village of Lacock. But it turns out that the Abbey is only open at weekends through the winter. So we only got to walk round the village. We did get lunch there at the village bakery though. Chris took one or two photos of the village, and of the Abbey (from a distance) – oh, and of me!
We then went into Devizes and walked round the town centre, which was nothing to shout about, and went and got a coffee to kill some time. After that there was nothing else to do, and so we went back to the vets only to find he hadn’t even got round to looking at her by that time. So we sat in the car and read. Eventually, just as it was getting dark, he phoned us - I told him I was in his waiting room! Anyway, he’d re-Xrayed her and said that we had to make a decision. He could try to move the ligament again, but there was a chance that he couldn’t move it any further / wouldn’t be able to move it far enough. But apparently in Staffies, due to their stance, the femur can be at an angle with the tibia, putting pressure on the knee joint. He showed us this on her Xrays. The operation to correct this (femoral straightening) involves cutting through the femur and removing a wedge of bone, and then plating the whole thing back together again. This is a much bigger operation involving an epidural to help reduce the amount of anaesthetic required. So we had to decide whether to risk letting him have a go at another tibia crest transposition that day. The problem was that if he couldn’t move the ligament, then he’d have to close her up and have her back again for the femoral straightening. It was a bit of a no brainer really – we opted to take her back another day when he had time to do whatever was necessary in a single operation.
So they bought her round and we bought her home. She was a lot better than usual after the anaesthetic, and slept most of the night. I suspect he’s got a better anaethnatist. She’s been a bit sore since then though.
Today I took her back to Devizes ( a 4 hour round trip that Chris kindly volunteered me for). Just after lunch the vet phoned and said she’d had her op and he’d done the femoral straightening after all, which wasn’t really a surprise. As she’s had an epidural she’s got to stay there tonight. We have to phone in the morning and check that she’s well enough to come home before going to get her (another 4 hour round trip). As her leg will have been plated I’m hoping that this means that we needn’t be quite so nervous about pins moving etc. But apparently we will get written instructions on her care when we pick her up. And the estimate for this little lot? Around £2,000! That will wipe out the remainder of her insurance cover for this condition. Still, it will be great to get her home and well again. The vet is very hopeful of a successful outcome, by the way.
Otherwise I met Val for dinner last night – we had a Chinese and a really good natter. And today we’ve been back looking at bathrooms. We’ve got a design we’ve agreed upon, and a bath, shower cubicle and toilet. We just need to sort out the washbasin now – oh yes, and find someone to fit it as that will involve laying the floor where the sunken bath currently is.
Saturday, 13 December 2008
The season of the bitch
A year ago today (Saturday 15 Dec 2007) Chris and I drove over to the RSPCA centre at Ashley Heath and collected our little bundle of trouble. She was 13 weeks old, inquisitive and surprisingly trusting of us. And she looked like this…
12 months later…
She's stressed us out completely, cost us a fortune, I dread to think how many hours I've lain awake worrying about her, or how many tears I've shed over her. But above all she's bought us joy and laughter - more than we could ever have imagined.
I'm hoping this time her operation on Monday will be a success and that 2009 will see us being able to get out and about with her again.
12 months later…
She's stressed us out completely, cost us a fortune, I dread to think how many hours I've lain awake worrying about her, or how many tears I've shed over her. But above all she's bought us joy and laughter - more than we could ever have imagined.
I'm hoping this time her operation on Monday will be a success and that 2009 will see us being able to get out and about with her again.
Friday, 12 December 2008
Open up your heart to me
Just a quick update for those of you how haven’t seen Facebook or Jez’s blog. I had confirmation of Jez’s appointment and an information pack through from the specialist yesterday. It turns out that she is booked in for the day on Monday, the intention being that the vet will examine her and operate on her all in the one day. I had been expecting a consultation and then a future appointment for any operation. I phoned the clinic today and they have confirmed that this is the case. So now I’m feeling much better, and looking forward to my little girl having her leg fixed properly (and hopefully finally) on Monday. Of course, I haven’t heard what the specialist has to say yet –well I wouldn’t have done, would I – but it sounds encouraging. Interestingly one of the people of the Staffy forum said that when their dog’s operation failed the vet removed the actual kneecap, and that after a few weeks the dog was fine. Of course, all this means that Chris and I are pretty much restricted to the house over Christmas, as we won’t really be able to take Jez out (she’ll most probably be on 10 minute walks and no jumping up/climbing stairs). But that’s not a big deal.
Anyway, we drop her off just after 10am and pick her up again after 4pm. They have even sent us details of what to see in the area and where we can eat. If it’s a nice day I thought we might go to Lacock Abbey, which is a medieval abbey which has been converted to a house. It’s been used in films like Harry Potter, Pride & Prejudice & The Other Boleyn Girl, plus was the home of the photographer William Henry Fox Talbot, and there is a museum to him there. Sounds like our sort of thing and is only about 10 miles from where we’re going. We’ll need something to occupy us for the day. Getting her back all that way in the car after an anaesthetic will be fun, as she is always so distressed, but I plan to put her duvet on the floor in the back of the Merc as there’s a lot of room there. Hopefully she’ll settle down on that.
Otherwise I have spent the last 2 mornings clearing leaves AGAIN. That’s the last time though, thank goodness. I can’t believe how many leaves seemed to fall off the trees this year!
And I must say a big Thank You to Audrey for the pressie I got through the post yesterday. I haven’t drunk mine yet (one of those flavoured coffees Audrey was talking about a little while ago) but Jez demolished her dog biscuit immediately. I’d hardly opened the parcel before she was climbing all over me trying to get at it. I don’t know what they put in it, but it certainly caught her attention. She clearly thought it was very yummy…
And then, as if that wasn’t enough, she decided she had to eat the packet it came in as well!
I don’t know if I said, but we were supposed to be going to our gay friends’ wedding (well, Civil Partnership as they are called) tomorrow. We had to say we couldn’t go in the end as we can’t really leave Jez with the sitter given the restrictions on walking her and allowing her to run and play with other dogs. But we’ll be thinking of them. So I’d just like to wish Dave and Paul very best wished and to say Good Luck for the future.
Anyway, we drop her off just after 10am and pick her up again after 4pm. They have even sent us details of what to see in the area and where we can eat. If it’s a nice day I thought we might go to Lacock Abbey, which is a medieval abbey which has been converted to a house. It’s been used in films like Harry Potter, Pride & Prejudice & The Other Boleyn Girl, plus was the home of the photographer William Henry Fox Talbot, and there is a museum to him there. Sounds like our sort of thing and is only about 10 miles from where we’re going. We’ll need something to occupy us for the day. Getting her back all that way in the car after an anaesthetic will be fun, as she is always so distressed, but I plan to put her duvet on the floor in the back of the Merc as there’s a lot of room there. Hopefully she’ll settle down on that.
Otherwise I have spent the last 2 mornings clearing leaves AGAIN. That’s the last time though, thank goodness. I can’t believe how many leaves seemed to fall off the trees this year!
And I must say a big Thank You to Audrey for the pressie I got through the post yesterday. I haven’t drunk mine yet (one of those flavoured coffees Audrey was talking about a little while ago) but Jez demolished her dog biscuit immediately. I’d hardly opened the parcel before she was climbing all over me trying to get at it. I don’t know what they put in it, but it certainly caught her attention. She clearly thought it was very yummy…
And then, as if that wasn’t enough, she decided she had to eat the packet it came in as well!
I don’t know if I said, but we were supposed to be going to our gay friends’ wedding (well, Civil Partnership as they are called) tomorrow. We had to say we couldn’t go in the end as we can’t really leave Jez with the sitter given the restrictions on walking her and allowing her to run and play with other dogs. But we’ll be thinking of them. So I’d just like to wish Dave and Paul very best wished and to say Good Luck for the future.
Wednesday, 10 December 2008
My crazy brain in tangles
How come my glass is always half empty?
The vet phoned this morning: Jez has an appointment with the specialist on Monday. It’s just that from his tone and what he said (plus what he said when I spoke to him last week) I got the distinct feeling that he didn’t think the prognosis was very good. And he’s really unhappy about the dose of her meds that she’s on, and the length of time she’s been on them. I run out of them on Saturday but he won’t give me any more. He says I should take her off them for 24 hours before the specialist can see her, so that he can see just how bad she is and make a proper assessment. Which makes sense. But I got the feeling he was also saying so that we could see just how bad she is.
I keep thinking back to what he said last time I spoke to him. He explained why he wasn’t sending her to the closer specialist by giving me an example of a dog that had been in a road accident. The specialist in Ringwood said he could fix whatever it was it was being referred for, but apparently the dog’s injuries were such that it just wasn’t going to survive. He told me the owners took the right decision and had the dog put to sleep.
So now I’m terrified that that’s what he’s hinting they are going to say about Jez: that they can’t fix her and that she’s in so much pain that the kindest this would be to put her to sleep. But surely they must be able to do something to help her? I’m so scared for my little dog. I couldn’t do that to her. It would be different if she had some terminal illness, but she’s so young and healthy, apart from this fucked up knee. So I’m dreading the appointment on Monday. It’s so long since we had good news about her. And I daren’t say anything to Chris – he’ll only shout at me. So here I am writing about it as usual.
I tried to take my mind off it for a while this morning by raking up the leaves YET AGAIN. I’ve only done the back lawn though. I’ll have to sweep the drive AGAIN tomorrow.
I thought I was going to meet Val for dinner tonight after she cancelled last week, but it turns out I got my wires crossed and she meant next week.
So anyway, I’ve had this song going through my head all day – round and round:
Hold me tight
Keep me cool
Going mad
Don't know what to do
Do I need a friend?
Well, I need one now
The vet phoned this morning: Jez has an appointment with the specialist on Monday. It’s just that from his tone and what he said (plus what he said when I spoke to him last week) I got the distinct feeling that he didn’t think the prognosis was very good. And he’s really unhappy about the dose of her meds that she’s on, and the length of time she’s been on them. I run out of them on Saturday but he won’t give me any more. He says I should take her off them for 24 hours before the specialist can see her, so that he can see just how bad she is and make a proper assessment. Which makes sense. But I got the feeling he was also saying so that we could see just how bad she is.
I keep thinking back to what he said last time I spoke to him. He explained why he wasn’t sending her to the closer specialist by giving me an example of a dog that had been in a road accident. The specialist in Ringwood said he could fix whatever it was it was being referred for, but apparently the dog’s injuries were such that it just wasn’t going to survive. He told me the owners took the right decision and had the dog put to sleep.
So now I’m terrified that that’s what he’s hinting they are going to say about Jez: that they can’t fix her and that she’s in so much pain that the kindest this would be to put her to sleep. But surely they must be able to do something to help her? I’m so scared for my little dog. I couldn’t do that to her. It would be different if she had some terminal illness, but she’s so young and healthy, apart from this fucked up knee. So I’m dreading the appointment on Monday. It’s so long since we had good news about her. And I daren’t say anything to Chris – he’ll only shout at me. So here I am writing about it as usual.
I tried to take my mind off it for a while this morning by raking up the leaves YET AGAIN. I’ve only done the back lawn though. I’ll have to sweep the drive AGAIN tomorrow.
I thought I was going to meet Val for dinner tonight after she cancelled last week, but it turns out I got my wires crossed and she meant next week.
So anyway, I’ve had this song going through my head all day – round and round:
Hold me tight
Keep me cool
Going mad
Don't know what to do
Do I need a friend?
Well, I need one now
Monday, 8 December 2008
Who'll love Aladdin Sane
You may have seen from my replies to my last blog that the vet phoned me late Friday afternoon to say they still hadn’t got the Xrays. So I phoned the old vet who said the computer said they’d been sent that morning. I queried this as they were supposed to have been sent the day before. Anyway, I knew that the girl I was talking to has a soft spot for Jez, so I laid it on thick about how the new vet needed the Xrays to refer her, and that in the meantime she was in a really bad way, and so she went and had a look round for me. Sure enough the XRays were still there! So I went round and picked them up, and then took them to the new vet – a round trip of around 45 minutes. Of course, the new vet had left for the week-end, so won’t have had a chance to do anything until today, but at least I know they’ve got them. The receptionist had also printed out a spare set of Jez’s notes ‘just in case’, so I’ve got those to, which might help with any insurance claim for her other leg. I’m not sure how long it will be now before I hear what’s happening. Meanwhile we’re continuing to try and manage the situation and rest her, although we’re taking her for a short period of exercise each day. It helps keep her calmer and us sane.
Dad and Pat came for ‘Christmas’ lunch yesterday, as they are going to Spain for Christmas and New Year. We all ate and drank too much, but everyone seemed to enjoy the meal (the piece of beef I had was beautiful). Jez got overexcited, as she always does when my Dad comes over, so I dread to think what she did to her knee. But Dad was really put out as he forgot to bring Jez’s Christmas present.
On the film front we have watched the new Indiana Jones film, which was a lot better than I expected given Harrison Ford’s age. In fact, we watched it twice as I put it on for Dad and Pat to see Sunday afternoon. We also saw The Bucket List which was excellent. As Chris said, Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman were so good, most of the time you forgot they were acting. Chris seems to have given up trying to watch Dexter – he really isn’t that keen. But he’s over the moon that the final episodes of series 3 of Supernatural have appeared on cable.
Well, I think that’s about it – other than the fact that I see that the Aladdin Sane print is now for sale. I spoke to Chris about it, as we never bought the Hunky Dory print but at the time thought we would be interested in AS if it was ever released. He said: “Well, you’ve got a choice: Aladdin Sane or Jez’s knee. What do you think Jez?” Jez voted for her knee. I said “Well, no contest then!”
Dad and Pat came for ‘Christmas’ lunch yesterday, as they are going to Spain for Christmas and New Year. We all ate and drank too much, but everyone seemed to enjoy the meal (the piece of beef I had was beautiful). Jez got overexcited, as she always does when my Dad comes over, so I dread to think what she did to her knee. But Dad was really put out as he forgot to bring Jez’s Christmas present.
On the film front we have watched the new Indiana Jones film, which was a lot better than I expected given Harrison Ford’s age. In fact, we watched it twice as I put it on for Dad and Pat to see Sunday afternoon. We also saw The Bucket List which was excellent. As Chris said, Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman were so good, most of the time you forgot they were acting. Chris seems to have given up trying to watch Dexter – he really isn’t that keen. But he’s over the moon that the final episodes of series 3 of Supernatural have appeared on cable.
Well, I think that’s about it – other than the fact that I see that the Aladdin Sane print is now for sale. I spoke to Chris about it, as we never bought the Hunky Dory print but at the time thought we would be interested in AS if it was ever released. He said: “Well, you’ve got a choice: Aladdin Sane or Jez’s knee. What do you think Jez?” Jez voted for her knee. I said “Well, no contest then!”
Friday, 5 December 2008
Sending me so far away
I’m still worrying about Jez – we still haven’t had a referral to a specialist. It turns out that that is because her previous vet is incapable of putting her XRays in the post to her new vet. It’s ironic really, they are all digital now, but they can’t email them as the file sizes are huge. I spoke to her new vet, Duncan, yesterday and he was hoping to get them today. I said to let me know if not and I’d go round there and transport them myself.
In the conversation with Duncan he told me that he’s decided against referring her to the specialist in Ringwood. He said that although they would do an excellent job, they would aim for perfection, which might not necessarily be in Jez’s best interest and would be extremely expensive. Instead he’s referring her to another orthopaedic specialist who he mentioned when we first saw him, who he uses a lot. The good news is that this guy will be cheaper (whilst still being extremely well qualified) and the insurance may cover it. The bad news is that he is in Devizes, which is nearly 60 miles away. I told him that I had been worrying about the extent to which her knee is fixable now, but he said this guy should be able to sort her out pretty well, although her arthritis in later life will be worse than it would have been. Ironically the reason we had the operation done so quickly in the first place was to lessen the damage to her knee and therefore the amount of arthritis she will suffer in later life. Duncan used an interesting phrase when talking about the new vet: he said he uses him a lot to sort out dogs that have been ‘buggered up by other vets’. I think that says it all.
Anyway, Jez hasn’t been too bad this week. Although she’s not quite so good to day, she was limping a lot less, so we’ve put the in the car and taken her to the Country Park for a change. We’ve only walked her a very short distance there, but it’s been something different for her after 2 months of only seeing the area close to the house. Only problem was that Tubs has put on so much weight her car harness won’t fit her any more (and we’re not putting her in the back of the car as she has to jump to get in there, which doesn’t do her let any good). So I had to go out and buy her a new, Extra Large to fit Rottie, Labs etc, car harness.
We’ve also let her up on the sofa in my room, although we’ve provided her with a plastic box to use as a step. But she’s discovered that she can go from the sofa, to the arm, to the top of her crate, to the window ledge in the bay window, where she now spends a lot of her time. She sits there and gets worked up over the neighbours cats, generally watches the world go by, and suns herself. You can see her route in this first photo…
But she’s scratching the sill badly so Chris put an old quilt up there for her to lie on…
In other news I was due to meet Val for supper on Wednesday, but she called off at the last minute (Wednesday afternoon) as she had to go to the doctor. So I’m hoping to see her sometime next week. I also went to the hairdresser on Wednesday, who decided to dry my hair differently for a change (as those of you on Facebook will have seen).
Otherwise I have written all my Christmas cards this week, and I’ve wrapped the presents! So, I’m all ready for Christmas now. Dad and Pat are off to Spain for Christmas in a couple of weeks, so they are coming here to dinner on Sunday. I’m planning to do prawn cocktail, Roast Beef etc, and Cheesecake. Oh, that reminds me. I tried out a new Indian recipe on Tuesday: chicken with spinach. It was really good. Chris and I are both eating too much at the moment though, and have both put on weight.
In the conversation with Duncan he told me that he’s decided against referring her to the specialist in Ringwood. He said that although they would do an excellent job, they would aim for perfection, which might not necessarily be in Jez’s best interest and would be extremely expensive. Instead he’s referring her to another orthopaedic specialist who he mentioned when we first saw him, who he uses a lot. The good news is that this guy will be cheaper (whilst still being extremely well qualified) and the insurance may cover it. The bad news is that he is in Devizes, which is nearly 60 miles away. I told him that I had been worrying about the extent to which her knee is fixable now, but he said this guy should be able to sort her out pretty well, although her arthritis in later life will be worse than it would have been. Ironically the reason we had the operation done so quickly in the first place was to lessen the damage to her knee and therefore the amount of arthritis she will suffer in later life. Duncan used an interesting phrase when talking about the new vet: he said he uses him a lot to sort out dogs that have been ‘buggered up by other vets’. I think that says it all.
Anyway, Jez hasn’t been too bad this week. Although she’s not quite so good to day, she was limping a lot less, so we’ve put the in the car and taken her to the Country Park for a change. We’ve only walked her a very short distance there, but it’s been something different for her after 2 months of only seeing the area close to the house. Only problem was that Tubs has put on so much weight her car harness won’t fit her any more (and we’re not putting her in the back of the car as she has to jump to get in there, which doesn’t do her let any good). So I had to go out and buy her a new, Extra Large to fit Rottie, Labs etc, car harness.
We’ve also let her up on the sofa in my room, although we’ve provided her with a plastic box to use as a step. But she’s discovered that she can go from the sofa, to the arm, to the top of her crate, to the window ledge in the bay window, where she now spends a lot of her time. She sits there and gets worked up over the neighbours cats, generally watches the world go by, and suns herself. You can see her route in this first photo…
But she’s scratching the sill badly so Chris put an old quilt up there for her to lie on…
In other news I was due to meet Val for supper on Wednesday, but she called off at the last minute (Wednesday afternoon) as she had to go to the doctor. So I’m hoping to see her sometime next week. I also went to the hairdresser on Wednesday, who decided to dry my hair differently for a change (as those of you on Facebook will have seen).
Otherwise I have written all my Christmas cards this week, and I’ve wrapped the presents! So, I’m all ready for Christmas now. Dad and Pat are off to Spain for Christmas in a couple of weeks, so they are coming here to dinner on Sunday. I’m planning to do prawn cocktail, Roast Beef etc, and Cheesecake. Oh, that reminds me. I tried out a new Indian recipe on Tuesday: chicken with spinach. It was really good. Chris and I are both eating too much at the moment though, and have both put on weight.
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