Baggy had to get herself up this morning because she had a phone call at 8.30am saying that her new mattress would be delivered between 9.30 and 11.30am. Actually it was 9.20am. Three chaps. Just as well! It took them about ten minutes and a lot of grunting to get the mattress through the door at the foot of the eighteenth-century staircase! Freda Fretter was rather concerned that it wouldn't go up, but she had to admire the chaps' perseverance. They got there in the end.
Mini-Baggy checked it out. Clearly she must have approved because within a minute she was fast asleep. Freda Fretter is a little concerned that the mattress is rather more firm than she remembers it being when she lay on it in the shop. However, it comes with a thirty-day testing guarantee. If it's not comfy, it can be changed for a different one. Marvellous. Well actually, Clever Bird is pretty sure that the delivery chaps might not agree that it's marvellous if Baggy wants to change it! Let's hope that she doesn't.
Once the mattress was in place, Furry Mama decided to take Minty Mutt out before the winds got too "windy". She is rather worried about the lad. He gets very excited to go out. But then once Furry Mama is out with him, he seems to completely go off the idea. Furry Mama virtually had to drag him down the road this morning. He struggled to get up the bank-steps. Ate some grass. Then seemed to feel a little better. Freda is worried that his hips might be going. If there's no improvement in the next few days, Furry Mama will take him to the vets. Then Baggy realised that she too was in pain. It was a phantom-Lawrence-the-durmoid-cyst pain. Well Freda Fretter hopes it's "phantom". Otherwise it will be because The Domestic Goddess seriously over did it last week, then Grotty probably finished Baggy off grooming Wessles yesterday. But as Baggy is on a mission at the moment to get the gang fully in action and to get the house sorted, she is carrying on.........
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