Precious Peeps it’s PITS here PERFECT as always and ready to heave you over the humpty.
Yesterday after our trot Granny said she had to go and get the car serviced but she wouldn’t be long.
Usually, if it’s not raining, she leaves the back door to the yard open so we can run around and go in and out for a pee.

Yesterday she said she was closing it because there were too many stink bugs getting in.
So at 9:30 off she went.
By 10:00 I was already bored with the Gizz. He’s only fun if you can chase him at high speed and you can’t do that indoors.
I took myself off to bed. I like the room where Auntie Carol stayed as the bed cover is all fluffy and girly not like Dads dump.
After a while I could sleep no more so I had a drink of Adam’s ale and had a look around for snacks but there were only apples and oranges accessible and I don’t do those.
I decided to chew my Nyla. It’s hidden under Dad’s bed. That soon got old so I dragged it out to the hall where the stinking Gizz was sitting like a soldier guarding his post.
I challenged him to a bone battle. He wouldn’t play. By now I was seriously bored and bursting for a pee. No sign of Granny.
I started to worry that she may have run off or maybe she’d had an accident or maybe she’d been eaten by a bear or or or or
I got more and more anxious so I kept looking out the kitchen window for her but still she didn’t come.
By 3:00 I was about to burst with nerves and the need to go when she finally arrived.
I was so glad to see her and to get that pre done.
Seems they found she needed new brakes so she got them done there and then rather than make another appointment.
Now the motto of this story is that if your humpty is going by slowly like my yesterday and you can’t escape it just remember that Granny’s are rarely eaten by Grizzlies!
I love you and will speak to you Friday in the meantime be bold.
Blessing#2908-Winterized








