Time to focus.

Clever Bird has decided that it's high time that Hormonal Hannah stopped putting the kybosh on Baggy's weight loss. She has spent months and months yo-yoing up and down by a few pounds each week. Silly! Last week she put on three-and-a-half pounds, this week she lost two-and-a-half. Which actually is good considering Victoria sponge (amongst other naughty things), has been consumed this week. But she could have reached her target-weight months ago, if she just kept on the plan, rather than letting Hannah persuade her to comfort eat for the littlest excuse. In theory, she could easily hit her target in two weeks time. Yes bloggees, we will see!

Burning off extra calories helping The Domestic Goddess to deep-clean is helpful. Now the bathroom is (almost) done, she needs to start on the kitchen. That will require some major de-cluttering first. Just as well Clever Bird bought lots of crates. Yes, she is very aware that a better step than just sticking everything in the crates, would be to get rid of it. Especially all the things that haven't seen the light of day for years. But this is Baggy after all, and that would be pushing Hormonal Hannah just too far at the moment! So she's letting her take little steps.

As Minty Mutt didn't get his walk yesterday because Furry Mama was a little too spaced out, she headed straight out after Fat Club.

 

It's a gorgeous day. Autumn has arrived in little Suffolk. If one believes the country sayings, it's going to be a hard winter if there are lots of berries.

 



While Creative Clara admired nature, Minty Mutt sniffed nature - or whatever it is he sniffs.

He missed the stunning fox that suddenly spotted Baggy and looked up, then ran off through the trees. The fox had been drinking at a little pond. It was really rather warm and Clever Bird had left Minty's water at home, so Furry Mama suggested he went and got himself a drink; she should have known better!

 

Freda Fretter immediately regretted the decision when instead of just getting a drink, Minty shot straight in. It seemed quite deep. Freda had visions of Baggy needing to rescue the mutt. But then Clever Bird realised that it wasn't terribly deep, but it was gloopy mud underneath and he was sinking in it. Freda then had visions of him getting stuck. He was absolutely fine - of course! It is a lovely day to be alive.........