Post 334: My attention fixed on Mr Vicious.
At any moment blood could leak from either of us.
She, the vet, had read his resume and had brought in the thickest towel I’ve ever seen, so she knew.
We both looked down at the plastic cat carrier ...
Post 333: Head shoulders knees and toes, knees and toes.
That’s got you all singing Head, shoulders, knees and toes… knees and toes.
Actually, it was mainly shoulders today. My toes are fine, my head’s in a spin, but my knees are...
Post 332: One Call Too Many.
I’ve made a decision to get someone to look at my bed mattress.
Since the holiday I’ve struggled with pain across my middle and lower back and my bum. Sitting is painful, and it’s now with me nearly al...
Post 331: Tears of Laughter, Years of Laughter.
As another year clicks by for Little Bro, the family are holding together tightly and lovingly.
Big Sis on Friday and Little Bro today — I’m lucky to have the family I have.
But first I...
Post 330: The Forum Sometimes Saves the Day.
How many times does a day go by when there’s no one to help on the forum? I prefer it when I can choose to help.
Today was not one of those, thankfully.
As it was Mother’s Day, conjuring up ...
