Ma went clean off her rocker yesterday morning. Hauled in a whole heap of plants to save them from the predicted frost.
Every autumn she brings in the herbs that have been outside since spring. Anyone in their right mind would trash them. Not her. The parsley has been going for three years. In fact it’s gone to seed but she’s going to make pesto with the shot bits. There is not another dog in the world that has to put up with as much nonsense as me.
I mean what the heck a bunch of parsley cost a dollar. Same for the spring onions. OK I understand the rosemary. That can get a tad expensive and might impinge on my snack budget. Keep that if you must!
This year though she has taken this “I grew it so I’ll keep it” nonsense to a whole new level.
She’s bringing in the annuals.
Inspired by the petunias she cut back for the second time this year that are now looking healthy again she’s also bringing in the impatients.
Says her Granny Gibson kept them all year round so she’s doing an experiment. They are destined to join the poinsettias that other people jettison after Christmas but oh no not Ma. Our eldest is now ten!!!!
The impatiens are everywhere in the kitchen, bathroom and the hall because she has to see where they like it best!! Pray they die soon!!!
Only consolation I have is that PITs may eat them if she gets a chance.a
That might just do her in.
Is parsley seed toxic? Maybe I can get rid of everyone and just live here in peace by myself!
Each day as she heads out I stand at the garage door and wave Ma off. When she returns I’m behind that door waiting to great her.
How does she repay me?
Books a trip to go away for a whole week next year with the bro.
She was so excited yesterday morning that she was going to London for the Kings Coronation that she almost had a seizure.
She’s delighted to be flying VIRGIN direct from Detroit to the big smoke. No connection to deal with!
She’s almost as excited about getting back on VIRGIN as she is about the coronation.
Before me when they all lived in Shanghai they were frequent fliers. Sir Richard use to send her mighty gifts at Christmas like a day at the Banyan Tree Spa!
She also had a haul of his unused purple pyjamas from all their trips that she gave to homeless people a few winters ago. She hasn’t put foot on one of their flights since they moved from China.
She’s hoping in recognition of her return they’ll bump her and the bro up to UPPER CLASS!
Sounds regal doesn’t it! In the meantime the bro and her will enjoy the back row middle seat on points!
Precious Public it’s your Princess again. Today I’m something of a Poor Pity Me Pitty!
Remember that Elizabethan collar the Gizz had to wear when he got his injury? Well the humans are trying to impose it on me now!
Gizz is jealous. Thinks I’m stealing it.
No way!
The thing gives me the creeps and I become catatonic when they put it on me so eventually within five minutes they have to cave in and take it off.
See the problem is I have a thing growing on my rear left.
It started growing around the time Gizz got run over. It was nothing to do with sympathy for him.
When I went for my check up at the vet he said it was most likely a ganglion cyst and should disappear in a few weeks. If it got bigger I was to come back for a biopsy in four weeks. We measured it to be 1cm and took a picture that day.
It’s not disappearing, it’s getting bigger. Licking it doesn’t make it better.
Can you all send positive vibes my way that a minor miracle happens and that it disappears within the next two weeks.
In the meantime I’m being given all the attention I so deserve!
PITS Perfect here. I know you’ve missed me. Not half as much though as I’ve missed my Granny.
My Dad is great for snuggling up with in bed and for dropping treats but see his walks they are useless.
I’m so glad things are back to normal. In between loads of laundry Granny loved on me all day yesterday and took me for two good trots. Gave me my confidence back to fight for my rights with the old Grey Gizz.
When Granny was away we totally ignored each other the Gizz and me just mooched around feeling neglected.
Now she’s back we have a renewed interest to fight over her and get stuck in to chewing once more.
Throughout the weekend lots of delicious food is served to the ladies. This is such a treat for them.
Many people contribute to this by sponsoring meal tickets and making donations. In Kairos we call this Green Agape (Love).
People can sponsor one or more meals and their meal ticket is placed on the table so the participant can see who was caring for them.
Donations also pay for supplies and for the crosses and bibles that are given to each person when they reach Day 4 and « graduate »
For this weekend our Green Agape was also used to purchase cookie dough that was baked into 2600 Dozen chocolate chip cookies on site! That’s an awesome amount of cookies more than 30000!!!!!
Enough for each person at the prison to be given a dozen as a little token of love.
There are currently around 2600 women at the Reformatory. Hundreds applied to participate in this weekend and the two wonderful Chaplains at the prison selected 30.
Yesterday afternoon these ladies met the Kairos team. Today, Day 2 of our Weekend they will be learning that they are loved unconditional as this little poster prepared by one of our Sunday school shows so well.