Baggy is going to need more surgery.

Getting old is an interesting process. Baggy's brain is still young. Very young lots of the time, for instance she is currently watching The Smurfs and loving it, having just watched Lawrence-the-durmoid-cyst on his new adventures in The Dark Crystal. Yep, Baggy is in charge of the remote control until Calum gets hold of it to watch The Eurovision Song Contest. Sigh! But the rest of Baggy seems to be aging annoyingly (well, not that annoyingly really), at least she is aging and is pretty fit, but Clever Bird wasn't quite expecting all the aches and pains, and bits wearing out! It is (to her at least), amazing how weak she still is after the Lawrence surgery. But for once, she is doing the physio. exercises she's been given. (A minor miracle frankly). She only has two. For the first, all she has to do is to lie on the floor in a straight line; so, easy, right? - she still can't do it, until "moved" into position by Calum. The second is to "use" the muscle that runs between her pelvis - she has to hold it for 110 seconds. She can just about manage 15 seconds, after a week of doing it! So, getting there, slowly, BUT, getting there.

Then this morning, Calum and Baggy had to go and have their eyes tested. Baggy finally realised this morning, why Freda Fretter had been putting it off. Clever Bird knew that Baggy had a cataract growing on her left eye, Freda was worried that it's dramatically worse and will need an operation. Well, it is worse (but not too dramatically) and she will. Apparently, she has 60% vision out of it, but although it could be operated on now, she can't face a third operation in under a year! So she has to go back in twelve months and get it checked again. If vision is down to 50% she will have to have the operation whether she wants it or not. What Clever Bird had not realised is that a trauma to the head can cause them in the first place and make them considerably worse, so Baggy will try to make sure that Grotty Groom doesn't give Baggy another concussion. She also didn't know that UV light makes them worse (yep, this is Clever Bird after all), so she has to try to wear sunglasses when she's out and about. Well, at least Baggy will look cool! She might even dig her sports ones out for Grotty to ride in (as if she doesn't already have enough "safety" items to put on). The good news was that as she only wears glasses for close stuff, she didn't have to buy new ones.

So, because she was so relieved that she'd avoided an operation, Hormonal Hannah got involved and decided that the money that would have had to go on glasses, could go on something else instead. Yes, well we all know that the woman is a nightmare. Correct bloggees, there was no money available in the first place - plus Calum  did have to buy glasses, so really they should just have gone home. Instead they toddled to the market. To be fair Baggy has been on a rug search for a while because Furry Mama needed to stop poor Minty Mutt's callouses on his elbows from getting worse - remember the rag rugs bloggees? Then a few weeks ago Calum and Baggy bought a rug at auction, but without having checked how thick it was - well it's as thick as toilet paper! They had also assumed that it was wool. It isn't, it's synthetic. So although it looks lovely, it has actually made poor Mint's elbows even worse. So today they rectified the situation by buying a wool, hand-knotted, Iranian antique rug. Much rearranging of furniture later, the rug is down, the gaps have been filled by little Afghani rugs (used by the women to kneel at their ovens) and Creative Clara adores the nutty effect and Furry Mama is hoping that Minty may now be comfortable. Not that the mutt is spoiled at all.......