I’m feeling tired

Well, I have been feeling tired.  I’m not so tired today.

Mummy noticed I was looking a bit fluffy, which sometimes mean I’m not well, but really it was just I felt tired, and a little uncomfortable, but I think it’s only old age.  I’m six and a half, you know, which is 90 in human terms.  I have meds for my arthritis in the mornings, one is called glucosamine, for joints, and the other is called metacam, for pain relief.  They work well and most of the time I feel fine.  And while I like my loft space, and do a lot of sleeping up there, it is a bit of a struggle to get up the ramp to it.

Mummy asked me whether I’d like to move to the flat part of the run full-time.  Well, I would, and I wouldn’t.  I like the view from the loft.  But I liked being able to move around freely when I was in the other run – that was when Colman was alive and fit.  When he stopped going up into the loft Mummy swapped us over.  He had the same meds as I do now.  Actually, I’m older than he was when he stopped using the loft.

I don’t know whether I want to change to the other run or not.  I’ll let Mummy decide.

Next week we’ve got a special post for the A to Z Challenge.  I’ve done nearly all my posts for it.  Percy and I shared them out.  I expect he’ll tell you all about it.

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Mummy tries an experiment

Dylan
Dylan

Mummy tried an experiment last week.  She put a huge big run up around one of the vegetable beds, and made sure we couldn’t get onto that to eat the yummy carrots and chard, and stuck one little run at the side all on its own. I was first out, so I went in the big run.  It was HUGE and I loved it.  I ran all the way round while she was getting Dougall to come and join me.

Dougall took one look at it and went into the tunnel.  He doesn’t like a lot of space, does Dougall.  He’s a funny guy, even if he is my brother and best buddy.  I don’t have to boss him about much because he knows I’m in charge.  I think he looks up to me, me being more important and so on.  He does say ‘no’ to me sometimes, but I let him do that to make him feel more important. Continue reading “Mummy tries an experiment”