Okay night's sleep for Baggy, but she's woken up with a very very painful arm again. Freda Fretter is even more keen to see the Ipswich hospital team tomorrow to make sure it's okay. Clever Bird is sure it will be, it was after all only two weeks ago that the operation was done. How on earth Baggy is going to get up at stupid o'clock to get there though is an entirely different conversation.
Baggy has managed one-and-a-half arm packing this morning. Well most of it anyway. She just needs to check pretty much every room in the house for her things that have mysteriously spread themselves. And Minty Mutt's things, that have also spread themselves, but without the mystery; Pickle dog thinks that Mint's toys are fair game and should be pinched and relocated at every available opportunity. She's very good at it too. Furry Mama has explained to Mint that we are going home today. He doesn't seem convinced. He'll miss his walks with Debby and Pickle dog though. Furry Mama is going to have to be brave when we get back and persuade Baggy to take him out at least twice a day, as he's now used to it again.
Baggy and Debby are off for lunch at the little village tearoom today, which is open three days a week and this is one of them. Apparently the cake is amazing. Hmmm. Baggy is probably going to get a nasty shock when she gets on the scales when she gets home. Very little exercise and not following her eating plan is not going to have panned out well, but it might have to wait until after Christmas now before she gets back on track.
It sounds as though Calum will be here to take us home at around 6pm. As he's been working since 5am this morning, he suggested getting a Chinese takeaway on the way home, that should still be warm when we get back. Even more calories! Ah well, Clever Bird still thinks the body needs food to heal, so just enjoy it Freda Fretter..........
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