But oh. There was BAD NEWS. Me and the Squaries are a ittie bit down about it too. Cos we know this is just the start. I probably have Atopic Dermatitis. Boo hooooo. Dogtor said I'll get the itchie scratchies back later in the year. When I do, I go back to have over 30 skin tests to see what's causing my itchies.Then plan what to do. (Square Mom;- The plan was to test Eric at our Dermatology appointment but they omitted to tell us to take him off anti-histamine for the previous 2 weeks, so the tests couldn't be done. Not the best news after a 3 hour car journey and a 90 minute grilling on every aspect of our home,surroundings and routines!)
Course, I could tell 'em myself.I know VERY WELL what I'm allergic to. Must be 30 of them groaning and creaking their rusty old wheels around on the bloggies. Got six too many in our square house for a start off. IT'S THEM PESKY DUSTY OLD WHEELIES!!!!! You wait and see. Haaaa!!!! They'll be gone. Bye Bye Wally Wednesday!!
Everso nice knowing you. NOT. Miss Enid. Barking of Miss Enid....caught her red pawed yesterday. Balancing her worn out wheels on the tin trunks all in her silly old sepia.
Clunking away on the typewriter. Yapped to ask who she was writing to. But dog-a-blog, after Otis kittie bro' ripped half her mouth off, she can hardly get a word out. Mumbles mostly. Think she said Myrna and another another, yawn yawn, wheelie. Wonder who eh?? As if I care. Booooooring.
Now see how the leggeds have been looking after me. Got me another Nina Ottoson game for Christmas. My third one. Love her games. GAMES = FOOD. This one's meant to be played for tasty rewards hidden under the pegs. What did I get last week? Not much. Certainly not a sausage. Just one munchy crunchy under each peg. Taken from my dinner allowance. Isn't that an insult? Blogging BIG ONE.
Games an insult too. Easy peasy. But I was thinking with my belly. Besides. I want to join the circus when I'm grown. All good practise. But I'm so pitifully weak, could hardly pull those pegs out. Did you see? Course you did. Next week'll be different. Boy oh Boy. With the finest fillet steak under those wooden whatsits I'll be started and finished faster than you can Yip Yap "Bye Bye Wheelies".