Day 94 - Aching.

Well at least Baggy slept last night, but she hobbled when she had to get up. Furry Mama walking Minty Mutt, Grotty Groom walking Wesley, then grooming both Boys seems to have made her ache all over. Clever Bird suspects that her lower back is so painful because it's supporting her more than it should be. Baggy really should be doing physiotherapy for her stomach. She just isn't. Stupid woman. She needs to get back to tribal dance. Maybe next week she could.

Minty Mutt has had just two days on an anti-inflammatory drug. This morning the lad was on a blooming mission. Furry Mama could barely keep up with him! He also chose to go on the walk through the dormouse sanctuary. It's a longish one.

On the way round Archaeologist Annie met a metal detectorist. She stopped and had a long chat with him. Apparently there's a roman road on the walk that she was totally unaware of. The chap had just found an old bell that would have hung round an animal's neck. Probably from the eighteenth century, or possibly earlier. Annie loves things like that. She told him about an old book she bought (when she was doing her Masters in Archaeology), that covers the whole area. She offered to text him the details. Of course Clever Bird has just realised that it's almost certainly packed away in a crate in the shed. It's certainly not in the bookshelves. Well done Clever Bird.........