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Tag Archives: pets
As we sit here listening to a specific CD at a relatively high volume, Maggie is curled up behind my chair as tight into the corner as she can get. There are fireworks going off all around us, and whilst … Continue reading
No-one in their right mind would leave a dog in a car in this horrendous heat, yet people still do so and the RSPCA can be called to vehicles to retrieve animals in distress. I remember fatalities at a car … Continue reading
Dorothy Poole rolled over and looked at the dark lump lying beside her, thinking fondly of Thomas. The nice thing about being a pensioner was that you didn’t have to set an alarm clock, but Thomas had never been one … Continue reading
This isn’t about singing or harmonising, just a short post regarding Maggie. Everyone knows that animals hear or sense more than us humans and react accordingly, and this evening Maggie was sitting to attention and staring at me, but for … Continue reading
Hands up those of you who remember All Creatures Great and Small, stories by James Herriot (3rd October 1916 – 23rd February 1995) about his days as a vet. We were given one of his books last year and told … Continue reading
I’m beginning to think the radiotherapy is puckering up my sense of humour as well as my breast tissue and I’m turning into an old shrew! I don’t mean to be a party pooper or rain on anyone’s parade BUT: … Continue reading
Sorry to go on about it, but I’m sick of them. Fed up to the teeth of trying to settle Maggie and just when I think things have finished, some bloody idiot sets off another lot. It’s not just the … Continue reading
And still the fireworks popped, cracked, banged and whizzed. Judging by a conversation Hubby heard in the supermarket yesterday, many people have too much money to burn, as a small box of 25 fireworks was priced at £75. That’s more … Continue reading
Cue cute alert (read I’m after brownie points, please like this post!) I realised yesterday that the two posts in my blog that relate specifically to cats may (have) upset cat owners, and therefore I apologise. It’s not that I’m … Continue reading