Ordered a replacement blade for my wizzywig - one of those hand mixers with added little bowls and blades, and it arrived labelled as an Oral-B toothbrush part. That led to some trepidation. If one got mixed up between the two, it would lead to dentric catastrophe. Luckily, the right part was in the box. Phew! :)
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Kudos to Bear and 15 year old Tots, who's doing Work Experience for a fortnight at a 'Inner City Farm' t'other side of the city. It means having to get Tots up at 6am, two hours earlier than school. She grumbles - a lot - but she's out of the house by 6:30 am, to get to work by 0815, and staggers in at half five after dealing with insane chickens, demanding goats, and loony Llama's. And that's the polite version :) Then she helps with the sick animals too. Astonishing, but she's thinking of volunteering for weekend too. Work Experience isn't paid by the way.
Meanwhile The Bear, not known as an early riser, has insisted on getting up to do her butties and pack her off, despite that I'm normally up by 4 am. I have to sit down, shut up. Apparently. Chuckle ! What does 'or else' mean?
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My lads cat, 'Lucky' was hit by a car this morning. Managed to drag himself back home. A leg so shattered the paw was missing and the bone showed through further up the leg. My lad was made redundant a couple of months ago, so he had had a friend drive them to the PDSA, and phoned the PDSA on the way.
They said unless he was on housing benefit (which takes months to sort out) go elsewhere. Anyway, they've found a friendly vet, who cares about animals, who's dealt with poor Lucky straight away. For £200 to amputate it's poor leg. Which of course, he can't afford. Sorted that out.......
PDSA. How dare they turn down a severely injured animal because of money? What's that all about? At least they could charge him ? Grrrrrrr.
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