This will probably be my last entry for a while; mum and dad arrive tomorrow and I need to busy myself with various things.
Thought I'd better do my ratings...will try to remember to do them elsewhere but we all know I'm useless at remembering things. Am hoping my physio routine will be kept up; I associate places with doing things so it will require more discipline - the temptation to have a holiday from everything normal must be suppressed unless I want to be headache central the entire time!! Praying everything goes smoothly and gently.
Need to clean Ernie's tank now so mum and dad only have to feed him. He's currently going bananas behind me; he gets very excited whenever we're around (especially when we pick up his food pot). He's developed the occasional habit of thrusting his lower lip against the glass, making a tiny thunk sound. And who says goldfish don't have character?!
Adieu.
Today so far: 5/10, medium
Yesterday: 5/10, medium low
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Thursday, 3 July 2008
Thursday, 14 February 2008
last word on guinea pigs
Every now and then these past ten days I have almost written something, but then not got around to it after all.
Firstly, the guinea pigs - Molly was put down last Friday. My mum rang this morning to say that Dinah is now doing very badly too, losing weight, still can't eat, not even producing droppings. So she is taking her to the vet and doubts she will come back. I rather wanted to have a last cuddle with Dinah, prepared as I was for this eventuality. So I am sad about that - such cheerful little creatures. As I have been ill and limited in my activity I suppose I was even more attached to them because they cheered me so much on my bad days. But I won't get any more. Not here, not now. I will arrange for Charlie (the rabbit) to come home very soon.
Ernie, the goldfish, is looking lethargic. He may be a little lonely by himself. We lost Bert last year. We may get another fish. Andy wants to call it Bernie. I want to call it Eric. We shall see... I hope Ernie is OK. I don't feel like losing any more pets at the moment.
Firstly, the guinea pigs - Molly was put down last Friday. My mum rang this morning to say that Dinah is now doing very badly too, losing weight, still can't eat, not even producing droppings. So she is taking her to the vet and doubts she will come back. I rather wanted to have a last cuddle with Dinah, prepared as I was for this eventuality. So I am sad about that - such cheerful little creatures. As I have been ill and limited in my activity I suppose I was even more attached to them because they cheered me so much on my bad days. But I won't get any more. Not here, not now. I will arrange for Charlie (the rabbit) to come home very soon.
Ernie, the goldfish, is looking lethargic. He may be a little lonely by himself. We lost Bert last year. We may get another fish. Andy wants to call it Bernie. I want to call it Eric. We shall see... I hope Ernie is OK. I don't feel like losing any more pets at the moment.
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