Hello team! Just a quick disclaimer: Please remember that in this post, I talk about my experiences and mine alone. I understand that not everyone will have the same experience as me. Some people may experience more pain and discomfort than me. Some people may not feel any at all. Some people (probably) enjoy it.… Continue reading Smear, Far, Wherever You Are.
Part One Over Here! Soon after getting home, we discovered that my parents weren’t best pleased when that surprise turned out to be a puppy. “What the bloody hell have you got a dog for?!” Said my dad “What are you going to do with him while you’re at work?” Said my mum Both… Continue reading Along Came Otto Part Two – Where It All Went Wrong.
“I’d like to get a therapy dog,” I said, “I miss dogs. I don’t feel right without them.” I’d gone from being surrounded by dogs on all angles - working with them every day, and then coming home to our Barney every evening. All that had gone - Barney had gone to the Rainbow Bridge… Continue reading Along Came Otto: Part One – Get A Dog, They Said.
Oh dear, it’s been a very long time since I posted, hasn’t it? So my last post was when? February? That’s literally eleven months ago (nearly twelve!!! Ridiculous!!!) I mean, I knew my blog had been somewhat neglected as of late, but I hadn’t realised that my last post was pretty much A WHOLE YEAR… Continue reading This Is Not A New Beginning
Well, 2017 has been a weird old year, hasn’t it? I mean, it started out with good intentions - despite a questionable entry to New Year’s Day that involved about eighteen beers, a few very strong passion fruit martinis, waking up in a room I’d never seen before, vomiting continuously into an orange B&Q bucket,… Continue reading 2017 – What The Hell Was That?
Here we are at last - September. The kids are back at school, the longer nights are beginning to draw in, there is the tiniest hint of a chill in the air and I’m starting to crave various flavours of soup of an evening. I realise that we still have a few remnants of what… Continue reading Look at this happy kidney, and other Uncommon Goods
Up until 5th April 2017, I was a distinctly average 23 year old. Average height, average weight, slightly below average shoe size and generally nothing to write home about. I was two months into the Salon Manager promotion that I’d been pursuing for the past two years, was working full time as a dog groomer… Continue reading The Trials and Tribulations of Being Diagnosed With an Incurable Illness