Monday, March 14, 2016

Mostly about George

My resolve to blog more frequently seems to have fallen by the wayside so let's try again.

It could have been a bad weekend beginning as it did with the regular Friday rejection. I've said it before but I'm convinced that, come the end of the week, agents take the next ten submissions on their slushpile and send off a 'no, thank you,' regardless, just to cut down on their workload. I may be doing agents a disservice here but it's odd how often rejections arrive on Friday afternoons.

Saturday saw 'the old enemy' England beat Wales. Wales only came to life for the last ten minutes of the game and, to be fair, came close to pulling off a remarkable turn-round. If they'd managed it they would have deserved the win but they didn't really deserve it. Less said the better.

But two walks in the sunshine  followed on Sunday by pieminster Moo pie, mash and mushy peas to celebrate the end of National Pie Week was a happy relief.

George hurt his paw on Monday and felt very sorry for himself ...
but when he was supposed to go in for an x-ray he was much better. Or would have been if the anti-inflammatory tablets he was given hadn't upset his stomach. He pooped and puked for about 48 hours - mainly in the middle of the night. It must have been some sort of sixth sense that stopped me walking in a pile of vomit when I went downstairs in the dark. Sadly, all six senses later deserted me as I knocked over the open-topped bottle of disinfectant ...

So yesterday's gentle little stroll was his first in six days.
Oh, and do you like the cake I made?

It was a special request for someone who loves woods.


Graham Hunt said...

Well England very nearly gave you an unexpected win - honestly our defence was rubbish for the last 15 mins! Still I'll take the championship and if the French cave in and play poorly we might get the first grand slam since 2003. I think the rest are rebuilding after the world cup - we sadly are doing what we should have done at the world cup!

Hope George is soon fully recovered

Liz Hinds said...

I think there's a good chance of a Grand Slam, Graham.

Rose said...

Nothing like waking up to a pile of vomit in the middle of the night--been there. So glad George is feeling better, though. Sorry about England beating Wales. My weekend was consumed with sports, too--my college team lost horribly on Friday, then my granddaughter's volleyball team lost, resulting in lots of teary 12-year-olds. But our local high school won the state championship in basketball for the first time in school history, so the weekend ended on a very high note.

Jay, Sparking Synapse said...

You too? I resolved and fell, too! And I'm trying again. This time I'm determined to post at least once a month for the coming year.

Poor George's paw - and poor George being intolerant of the anti-inflammatories, too. Thank heavens you have enough sense to stop giving them when you see a reaction like that. NSAIDs can cause severe damage to the gut if people keep on giving them 'because the vet said so'. Good to hear he's OK now.

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Clever George to barf it all up as fast as possible ... and clever you to avoid stepping in it .
No one warns you when you're growing up just how much mopping up adult life involves , do they ?