Not too much to blog about today as neither John nor I have set foot outside the door. It was a good job we went down to Polis for lunch yesterday as today would have been a washout.
John was going to have a look at changing the sink in the bathroom but didn't fancy having to go to and from the shed in the rain for things he might need. We had a catch-up fest instead - we have got quite into Scott and Bailey which is shown on ITV and we have also watched the most recent episode of The Syndicate on BBC - we are now doing our homework for the quiz and are watching The Chase now.
Poor Old Chivers is growing up and with that comes a whole load of dangers. Today we realised that he had his first tick - in fact it turned out to be two ticks. After checking on tintyweb we found out that we should soak them in alcohol and then carefully removed them with tweezers by pulling them out and twisting the tweezers anti-clockwise being careful to make sure we removed it all because leaving the head and jaws in can lead to infection. He is absolutely as good as gold if you try and do anything to him - unlike Minnie Mou who struggles and wriggles and goes off in a huff. He patiently sat in John's arms whilst I did the deed and it was only after I removed the big old fat tick that I found the second little bugger. I hate things like this. We also read that you must make sure that they are well and truly dead when you dispose of them so John decided to burn them forgetting that the kitchen roll was soaked in alcohol - it went up like nobody's business - good job we were outside!
I have spent this afternoon cooking up something for tea tomorrow when Mum and Dad are coming up for a run out. We are having a chicken, bacon, ham, leek and apple casserole in a mustard cream sauce - if it is a hit I will publish on the food page as I haven't updated that for a while.
I will leave you with a photograph of what the dirty rain has done to the windows - there must have been sand in it and it has left a right old mess - we could do with more rain - clean this time!
Just had a phone call from Mum to say that Dad has got much improved vision today which is brilliant news and Missie has gone nine weeks since her last steroid injection and her bid for freedom outside the vets. Both brilliant news.
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