A Prickly Subject!
Hello folks riding the Macmagic Roundabout, remember me?!!!!!!! Hmmmm perhaps I should change my blog title to Debs Notso Daily Deliberations!! Well life has been jogging along nicely a couple of spells of nasty (and I mean nasty) headaches but other than that, still no side-effects. Next oncology appointment is in May so I have been enjoying the freedom of no needles etc.
Those that used to read my blogs will remember we had a little problem with our dogs trying to 'play' with the hedgehogs in the garden before Christmas.....probably around the time the spikey fella's were looking for a place to hibernate in. Well it would seem they are out of hibernation now! 3.03am and I hear Ollie whining at the backdoor, I stumble out of bed and go downstairs - no dressing gown and no glasses, after all he only wants to widdle! Which he does, he sprang over the stepping stones up the garden to 'moisten' my bird table, however.......Dexter had woken at the sound of the backdoor being unlocked and decided he wanted to see what was going on (you'd think they were female, nosey buggers). Dexter being older and more experienced in 'hunting' found the spikey one within seconds of being let out. Then, well what can I say - all hell broke loose. They were barking and barking.....I am stood there in me pink knee length nightshirt, blind as a bat and without a hat or headband to hand to cover my 'sparse spot'. Ermmmmmmmm I was kinda dancing around.....what to do, what to do.....before the whole street awoke.
In the hallway were my nice brown leather & suede knee high boots .... no trainers or anything and I wouldn't be able to find a matching pair of anything in the hall cupboard without my glasses on .... time was of the essence so, brown boots on, pink nightshirt, blind as a bat and showing my gorgeous mullet hairdo and sparse spot to the world,I went out into the night air. Now it had rained for almost 3 days solid and my garden was a bog, I could feel my boots squelching into the soil and I was hoping I wasn't treading in any little 'doggie pressies' as I stomped up the garden - geez those hedgehogs can 'alf move it when they haveta! I managed to grab both my dogs and they dropped the spikey one.
I had the foresight to lay the dogs towel onto the carpet before I went out, so back in and covered in mud (oh my beautiful shiney boots) with two dogs equally covered in mud and bleeding from the mouths, I stood ......... OK what do I do now, if I let go of one of them to clean one up, the other little bugger will run around leaving pawprints all over the place. Ackkkkk I was stuck! Thankfully, my cursing and groaning accompanied by the dogs barking had finally brought Tony out of his snoring stupor and he was slowly coming downstairs. He grabbed one dog and I did the other before throwing my muddy boots back into the hall and going back to bed....with the right ruddy hump!
I am sure all the dog owners know what happened the next day, Tony and I woke up grumpy from the lack of sleep and my two little border terrierists slept all fricken day! They kept creeping up for a snooze on my bed but I kept going after them and waking them up - lets see how they like it!
So now we are 'hedgehog alert', I really love hedgehogs and as we have a big snail problem in our garden I am only too happy for them to come in and munch free of charge all night on them. But now my dogs are on the hunt, they pester us all evening to go out and even though I put the outside light on and have a look around, I can't see into the corners and consequently despite my vigilence, 3 nights ago, same thing happened.....at least it was 10pm and I was still fully dressed and had glasses on....although I had removed my headband so my 'sparse spot' was on display. This time it was a HUGE hedgehog and Dexter decided that just barking at it would be sufficient, whereas Ollie at 10 months old thought he had to pick it up and not let go! We then spent 10mins removing spines from his mouth (serves him right but has he learned from it, I seriously doubt it).
So thats all the excitement from my house, oh the jetset lifestyle of a brain tumour patient continues!!!! Have been out with my camera and I am leaving you with a photo of some blossom I took yesterday.
Thought for today:
It is the trouble that never comes that causes the loss of sleep.
Chas. Austin Bates
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