Sunday 22 November 2015

Day 13 (21/11/15) - Making an Effort has Positive Results.

Once again Baggy slept late. The weather is ghastly. It snowed last night although it didn't settle. Today the wind is violent and it keeps pouring with rain. So once again Clara can't get on the internet to write her blog. Very frustrating! Baggy did have to take a couple of paracetamol this morning though. Her stomach felt very tender. Clever Bird realised that yesterday she probably had two weeks of hangover painkillers inside her and today she's clear of them. But that's okay, Baggy's not in any serious pain.

Clever Bird has also realised that Baggy feels a lot better for making a bit of an effort. Usually, Grotty Groom takes up so much of Baggy's time, that she pretty much lives in grotty jodphurs, tops and mucking-out boots that smell of Wessles, Joey and horse poo (not that Baggy notices). Feeling rather uncomfortable and not being able to stand the feel of anything on the wound means that at the moment it's much easier to wear loose clothes. Now, as Baggy only had a couple of dresses it's easier to flop about in a night shirt and dressing gown (especially when you can't really get out and about). Or it's tempting to stick on a baggy track suit. But yesterday Baggy made a bit of an effort. For her Birthday she wore one of her new dresses and with her newly washed hair she felt pretty good. Baggy very rarely wears any makeup and still didn't, but she still felt pretty glamorous compared with Grotty's normal attire. (Mind you she couldn't have worn any makeup even if she'd wanted to as Clever Bird managed to leave it all behind at her sister's place in Kent when Baggy stayed down there for a wedding three weeks ago). But even with no makeup on Baggy felt quite good about herself and because of that felt a little better.

So today Baggy has put her other new dress on and once again feels comfortable and a little glamorous. Making an effort is clearly good for the soul and if the soul feels good it does seem to be the case that the physical body feels better too. Of course, now the temptation is to go out, but in this weather that would probably be very unwise!

Well, unwise or not Grotty Groom really, really wanted to see Wesley so dragged Calum and Baggy out. Baggy dressed in her new merino wool jumper dress and hold-up stockings, a scarf, sheepskin coat, mittens and boots. When the front door opened, the cold air nearly knocked Baggy off her feet. The temptation to shoot back into the house and curl up in front of the fire and not to venture out ever again, was quite enticing. But Grotty won. The wind was blowing a gale. According to the car the temperature was 1deg.C. and the wind was definitely making it feel much colder. The twenty minute drive to the yard had Baggy "ouching" rather a bit, despite her pillow being in place to protect her from the seatbelt. When she got out at the other end it was like walking into a large fridge. The ten yards or so from the car to the main barn saw Baggy's little exposed legs get so cold that her hold-up stockings didn't. They fell down and gathered over the top of her boots. Embarrassing and freezing. Baggy oiked them back up. Walked a few more yards. They fell back down. Oiked back up. Pink legs. Ah well, it distracted Baggy from her sore stomach.


Calum and Clever Bird dropped some chocolates and thank you cards off to people who've been helping with the horses. Then Grotty went to see Wesley and Joey. Stockings fell back down. Oiked back up. Fell down. Oh who cares? Wessles is spinning round to see his Mum. Baggy looks ridiculous and has freezing legs, but Wesley is whinnying to Grotty, so who cares? Clever Bird still wouldn't let Grotty go into the stable with Wessles, but he had a lovely cuddle with her over the door. Stockings oiked back up. Baggy is cold. Treats given to both Boys. Wesley is slightly more keen to get Grotty's attention today. He was still pretty gentle, but he made his feelings known that he is missing his Mum. Well she's missing him too........     

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