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Wednesday, 26 February 2020

Snapshot of my day...


After the excitements of yesterday I was looking forward to a quiet day at home, measuring, manoeuvring, trimming, planning and scheming.
Last night an SOS came in for me to go back to the hospital today to help with a tricky situation.
So after having a mid morning coffee I set off, having taken the precaution of wearing blinkers just on the off chance you understand, that interesting artefacts make themselves known to me as I perambulate to work.  Husband waits at home in fear and trepidation as to what or who might accompany me home?
As he would say I do have previous on both counts!
I came away in tears, I know I am going to have to toughen up and I will.
After lunch we set to in the garden, all in readiness for the greenhouse.    In a couple of hours a rampant shrub was cut down, chopped up and taken to the tip.  The itinerant grille is slowly being man and woman-handled up the garden path.  I don’t mind telling you I’ve been led up the garden path more times than is good for a girl.  The latest plan is to lean it on the garden wall and train a clematis through it.
Ellie will have a bombproof  kennel with flowery walls, just what a discerning dog deserves, nay demands, don’t you know!

Just back from a trip to the vet. This afternoon during our major clipping and cutting back.  Ellie always keen to help, started chewing sticks.  She also has a liking for stones!  After her supper she started retching and rushing out to eat grass.  I naturally panicked and off we all went to the vets.  After a thorough check up she was declared fit.  
Quite an eventful day.

4 comments:

  1. A bit too much day for me. I hope you and Ellie work through all her problems. Or she just damn well gives them up.

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    1. Well too much day today as well! The saga goes on. Dogs, cats, kids... who would have them?

      LX

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  2. I trained Alexi not to pick up sticks from an early age . As a pup he used to pick up a small one and carry it like a cigar....I was terrified it would catch on the ground and go down his throat so I always took them off him, and he soon learnt not to bother!!

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    1. We haven’t had Ellie from an early age sadly. She has picked up these strange behaviours as I suppose a coping mechanism for a hellish life. Whenever I see people throwing sticks I always feel really uncomfortable and fearful. The trouble with Ellie yesterday, as soon as I saw her munching a small piece of stick she quickly swallowed it!

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