Sunday, 10 January 2016
Weekend Round Up- By Ted
Well, you'll all be relieved to know that I am Feeling Better. I still have an unsightly sore patch on my neck (right where my collar goes so going out for walks is hard at present, unless we go across the fields when I don't need it), but I am back on Rat Chasing Duties and have managed to bark at one or two pigeons too, so it isn't all bad.
Mum has changed our food so we don't have horrible dried biscuits anymore. Now we have wet food from a tin twice a day which we both absolutely love. The only bad bit about it is that it only turns up in our bowls at breakfast and dinner time. I am working on this, but so far I haven't succeeded in working out the spell that keeps the bowls magically full at all times. I knew the one for biscuits, but the one for wet food is proving difficult to crack.
Here is a picture of our new breakfast and dinner menu. Mum couldn't see why you'd want to see it. Honestly, after all the photos of people food she puts on here! Of course you want to see it, don't you? Yum! I mean, what's not to like. Right?
And here is one of us enjoying eating it. Double Yum!
Wet food is meant to help stop the itching. I'm not sure why Poppy gets to eat it too because she isn't itchy At All and there is nothing wrong with her neck. The only thing she gets is her Funny Turns in the summer and spots on her tummy from nettles, but as it's winter now she isn't even getting those.
You can tell she's fine because she's torn the tail off my Christmas Tree. She hasn't found the Squeak yet though. Ha Ha! :o)
Yesterday, Mum and Dad bought a new kitchen. They got it in a big shop so Poppy and I weren't there from a man who reassured them that he wasn't a salesman, despite his badge saying "salesman". Mum said he was very nice, even though he talked a lot about going free diving stripped, which both fascinated and unnerved her. Mum is Very Excited about the new kitchen, mostly because the oven has a setting for cakes, but also because Granny says it's the first new kitchen she's had in 43 years.
Today we have been at Granny's house because it is her birthday. Mum made her a smartie cake, which they didn't even eat because Mum's niece had also made a cake and everyone ate that instead, as well as the plum pudding Mum has made, and by the time they'd eaten all of those everyone was stuffed, so the smartie cake has come home with us. Mum says this is a Good Thing because it hasn't cooked properly in the middle, which is further evidence that she needs a new kitchen. Apparently.
I have my eye on it.
Dad has had to do a Mercy Dash up to Norfolk to see a very poorly relative. He left at 6.50am. Mum lay in bed and read all your blog posts and we jumped up and down thinking breakfast had come early. Because of this, when we got back from Granny's Mum went marching off down the lane on her own carrying a big stick and wearing a pair of bright yellow rubber gloves and a determined expression.
Poppy and I thought she looked Very Funny Indeed in her wellies and woolly hat with washing up gloves on. We gave each other the Eyebrows Raised look that we've seen L doing when he thinks Mum can't see him, and wondered what on earth she was going to do.
When she came home an hour later she told us she'd been unblocking the drain at the bottom of the lane which has been flooded all week. This, apparently, is because she is fed up with waiting for the council to come and do it and if you want a job done, do it yourself.
She told Pop they'd now be able to run without getting drenched feet and legs. Poppy is happy because, although she doesn't mind running through water, this bit was so deep she would either have been swimming or running underwater if she tried.
We weren't allowed to go and help because the flood was on the road and Poppy is silly with cars.
To be fair, Poppy is silly with most things (as we all know). She isn't allowed in Granny's garden unsupervised at the moment because she jumps the fence on to the road.
I have tried again and again to give her the benefit of my own wisdom, but does she listen? Nope.
Anyway, that's about it for now. I hope you are all well and enjoying Pigeon-Watcing/ Rat-Chasing/ Skunk-Avoiding activities, depending on where you live.
Ted (and Poppy) :o)