Sunday Home. And the Dogs and Me. in The odd entries from life …….

Revised: 11/25/2018 11:28 a.m.

  • Nov. 25, 2018, 7 a.m.
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Sunday morning and it’s quiet and feels cold, I’m, just home after standing a night with my Daughter the Boyfriend and the dogs, they made very comfort; their little house is very nice.

On the Friday night Jen took me out for a meal, a small place in Charlestown I chose ‘fish and chips’ there were other things to have but I had not had ‘fish and chips’ for years, Jen had the same and the fish was very nice and rather large, as for chips they were crisp and more than we could eat.
It was a short stop but very nice, and I know the buses I need for the next vist.

09:27 25:11:2018

The Dogs and me.

Ziggy and Lola are fine in there selves, they gave me great welcomes up on their back legs, but Ziggy is still losing his nails; that well go on until his nails are gone.
Lola after her two ops is near deaf and has infections in her ears again, but Lola like Ziggy they are happy as Jen and Simon are very good with them, regular walks, good food and love.
I gave fuss to both, on their backs and looking at me meaning ‘give me fuss’ Lola was on my lap for fuss.
On the Saturday there was a Christmas Fare at the near School, the walk to School was rather painful, the endless walk to the gem-hull was grilling; once in I found a chair – that was some relive.
It was going as I found a Christmas gift for Jen and two things for Simon and Peter, my cards have gone early will notes of my new address and telephone numbers, now I have a few local cards to write and gifts to wrap ….
My hip has got worst in the last months and I am using more tablets, when I see my Doctor I will tell her how bad my pain is, I have tests on Monday for my mummery and more next month for seeming else; I wonder what the new year will be …..
Peter lives with me, he works and I cook and wash, he is not a great talker but he is very good to me, telling me what to do; their and when!


Last updated November 25, 2018


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