It is cold (8 deg) with a nasty wind, and I am sat here with the central heating on and a hotty botty stuffed up inside my fleece and a woollen blanket over my knees.. I still can't feel my hands. I slept very badly last night - I was still awake at midnight, woke at 3 for the loo and lay awake ages after that. I was trying to work out the best way forward for Alfie. Did I get the scan done - and perhaps find out he had cancer - or did I decide we would see how the teeth operation worked? I discussed it with the (different) vet this morning. With the urine sample, and the bloods, they could see that his kidneys were only just starting to be not quite 100% efficient, but it wasn't stage 2 kidney disease (as the other young vet said) and he didn't need a change to Urinary kibble yet. Overall he seemed in fairly good health and the bloods hadn't shown anything obvious. I decided that sounded positive and we would get his teefs done and see how he went on from that. I did my best not to cry at the vet's but failed . . . life or death decisions are so hard when taken on your own.
Time for a cheerful picture - my dear friend Rosie in front of the lovely old French house with its fabulous cottage garden, at Akaroa in NZ.
I have been trying to knit up a body for the giant already-knitted and assembled teddy head I inherited from my friend Annie, who sadly died in 2016. I went up one size needles but the effort was pathetically small and actually included the head with the body knitting. I have tried size 8 needles and it's closer, but the head still looks huge. I need someone who CAN knit to advise me.
I am going to make a chocolate apple cake shortly, and then sit and watch the last 3 episodes of The Other Bennet Sister, which I can heartily recommend.
Diesel here is now £177.9 a litre. I shan't be going far unless on foot!
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