It's becoming an unhealthy habit, this obsessive calendar-marking, but... Herbie was 7 and five-sixths on Saturday. Holly, incidentally, was 3 and five-twelfths; by some strange coincidence, they were both born on the 16th of the month. I didn't know either of their birthdays when I adopted them. For Holly, I had to ring up the Irish Coursing Club in Ireland with her ear-marks, since she wasn't on Greyhound Data.
It's also been 16 days since Dennis the greyhound ran off after a traffic accident. There have been no sightings for a couple of weeks, so it's not looking good. We've had a couple of very cold nights, and if he didn't manage to get his muzzle off, there'll be little chance of him surviving this long. If he's passed, then run free, Dennis, and if he hasn't, then stop mucking about and head for the nearest friendly-smelling house!
We've had freezing fog all day today, and the spider webs on the bushes are still thick with ice. Like spiders, we've been stuck in our web all day today. Weirdly, Herbie's lumps seem to go down in really cold weather, and come up again in warmer weather (I'm talking 10 degrees C here). There must be some scientific explanation, but for the moment, I'm darned if I know.
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Goodness, your counting requires too much math! But I am always keen for any reason to celebrate... even if it's Herbie's 7 and 5/6ths birthday!
And frozen spider webs??? You are tougher than me. We just had 1+ inches of rain here and that was enough to do me in. Enough already! I am ready for summer.
...and celebrate we must. Happy Birthday Herbie.
Is he still feeling well? I hope so and hope that you are coping too. So tough isn't it? Hugs xxx
Happy 7 and five-sixths birthday Herbie! I totally understand - it really does give you a different perspective on everything. I hope you're all doing OK.
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