Day 47 - Baggy's overdone it.

Boxing Day. A day for walking off the Christmas Day excesses. So Furry Mama persuaded Calum to come out with her and Minty Mutt. Unlike the miserable weather of yesterday, today in sunny Suffolk is very mild. Calum is apparently a fine-weather walker, because today he found his inner puppy and when Furry Mama would have turned to head for home, Calum headed us on another footpath. It was a gorgeous walk through the woods in our village. But it was very muddy. Baggy's stomach began to feel the effort required to prevent her from slipping. About half-way round, Baggy realised that perhaps Furry Mama was being a tad optimistic about how far she could walk. Pretty irrelevant realisation though, as Clever Bird pointed out, she still had to get back home. So Baggy sought out a large wood pile and had a sit down for a while.

As far as her Lawrence-the-durmoid-cyst surgery is concerned Baggy should really be pretty much "back to normal" by now, according to the booklet from the hospital. Albeit the Surgeons told Grotty Groom that she shouldn't be doing the horses for three months. So that's a little contradictory. But Clever Bird thinks too that Baggy's arm surgery has caused her other recovery to be a little delayed. The good news though is that she really does feel pretty good. Even Baggy's arm is almost back to its correct size. The swelling and bruising has virtually gone. So by the time Baggy had had a cup of tea, a cheese straw, a couple of sausage rolls, a few pigs in blankets and a turkey and cranberry sandwich she felt as good as new. Mind you, yes we're agreed Freda Fretter, that's not much of a plan for burning off the extra calories. Ah well, it's still Christmas after all........