Unbelievable! Harry has clearly made a good choice because this lovely lady is…..a beagle owner. One who loves and cares for her beagle, and treats it like her child by all accounts. One who is not ashamed to say that her beagle sleeps on the bed – in fact, publishes photos of her beagle sleeping in her arms on said bed. Oh you lucky, lucky beagle……….not for you the life of telling off and reprimands. I bet Meghan Markle doesn’t keep dumping her beagle with the neighbours. If she’s got any. Her beagle has a REASON to smile. Her beagle isn’t made to feel ASHAMED of his smells.
Well, today has been ace actually, because I was dumped with the neighbours, but I love going to Ebony’s house. I struggle to keep up with her on our walks, as she is much younger and slimmer than I am, but I give it a go. She and Lad left early for a Long Day in London at the Important Hospital. She says her first mistake of the day was to take some super-strong Cough/Cold/Whatever/Max/Strength stuff (her cough is getting on my nerves,frankly). This stuff knocked her out, and She found reversing into the extremely small parking spaces at the station rather a challenge. She then found it hard to stay awake on the train, and Lad wasn’t exactly helping with his lack of conversation skills. What did keep her awake, though was the interesting discussion being held loudly by a man behind them. It involved the following. Interfacing/in the loop/delivery of programme/transparency/approval of results/ visibility/ working to the original data/ design being stubborn and a need to up the delivery plan. Some people do talk a lot of crap.
Anyway, apparently Lad was very brave and sat still while a large needle was wiggled around in his occipital nerve. If anyone tried to do that to me, I’d have them. There weren’t any veterinary nurses with him, but a Playworker did come to see him and offer “distraction” during the procedure. This usually involves looking at Where’s Wally, and as Lad is 16 he felt he’d be ok. At least the Giggle Doctors weren’t there – they don’t try to make children laugh on Wednesdays. I don’t get this service at the Evil Vets. Nobody tries to distract me with animated voices and picture books.
Actually, on that point, She says I have to stop calling it the Evil Vets. She says they are a fantastic veterinary practice, with kind, caring staff who have the patience of a bldy saint. I suspect She’s worried about the next bill.
Well, friends, it’s a short blog tonight as she isbldyknackered. How it can be tiring sitting in hospital waiting areas with a lovely teenager all day, I do not know.
I wish I could live with Meghan Markle.
Bye for now,