“At this convenient point, our aged dog decided to have a stroke.” - I need you to know I burst into laughter when I read this line. I startled Brian. This was such a good read from the very first line. You’ve given me a lot to think about today, whelks, demonic ants, and the link between cuckoos and Wednesdays. Please never stop writing!!
It was definitely a day to remember! The whole scene writes itself and I think that might’ve been my most ultimate stressful moment apart from the time by the river when Morgan got an electric shock! But that’s a tale for another day!
Tell Brian I’m sorry he got shocked but there’s more things to shock him as we go on! Thank you for a wonderful comment! ❤️
my zine friend Jen paints birch trees as well, she imagines the "eyes" of a birch tree are secret cameras the government uses to spy on all of us.
I know doctors are cool and everything but if you can't have a bacon sandwich once a week, is it really living?
oh I remember those McDonald's birthdays in the '80s: the hats with the painful string under the chin, the Grimace cake, and EVERYBODY from your 4th Grade class HAD to be invited, it was weird seeing your classmates in street clothes on a Saturday...
didn't Orson Welles say something about a cuckoo clock in some movie?... :)
The doctors here are pretty chill- they also agree with enjoying oneself. They normally say, gargle with salt water and take a paracetamol, you’ll be fine.
I'm glad you were able to make it OVER the Cuckoo Clock, given that it's usually mounted high on the wall. I'm sure the doctor took note of your high jump skills. The old Cuckoo Clock test - every bit as accurate as a blood pressure test. At least they don't need to keep cats running around chasing the mice in the doctor's office (to scan with) - just a fake bird in a clock.
It’s behind me. I’m on the perimeter. Farmers one side, woodlands the other. Stop trying to catch me out! I’m in the forest everyday! Unless I’m in the pub, on holiday or the doctors.
What a handsome pup you have there, beautifully posed too!
Geezer health tip: One factor that has enabled me to reach age 78 with very few health "excursions" is IGNORING the demands for an annual exam. I follow Bishop Berkeley's approach when considering illness: If you do not perceive it, it does not exist. And thus you cannot obsess over it, and actually become ill from worry.
“At this convenient point, our aged dog decided to have a stroke.” - I need you to know I burst into laughter when I read this line. I startled Brian. This was such a good read from the very first line. You’ve given me a lot to think about today, whelks, demonic ants, and the link between cuckoos and Wednesdays. Please never stop writing!!
It was definitely a day to remember! The whole scene writes itself and I think that might’ve been my most ultimate stressful moment apart from the time by the river when Morgan got an electric shock! But that’s a tale for another day!
Tell Brian I’m sorry he got shocked but there’s more things to shock him as we go on! Thank you for a wonderful comment! ❤️
I can honestly say I have never seen the appeal of a whelk. Or cuckoo clocks for that matter.
The best/worst part is that this is a tame story from you!!
I'm glad we're on the same page, Brian!
That is very true. The drama can be much worse!
my zine friend Jen paints birch trees as well, she imagines the "eyes" of a birch tree are secret cameras the government uses to spy on all of us.
I know doctors are cool and everything but if you can't have a bacon sandwich once a week, is it really living?
oh I remember those McDonald's birthdays in the '80s: the hats with the painful string under the chin, the Grimace cake, and EVERYBODY from your 4th Grade class HAD to be invited, it was weird seeing your classmates in street clothes on a Saturday...
didn't Orson Welles say something about a cuckoo clock in some movie?... :)
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I like the sound of Jen’s theories!
The doctors here are pretty chill- they also agree with enjoying oneself. They normally say, gargle with salt water and take a paracetamol, you’ll be fine.
Beware the cuckoo who steals the time…*)
Great, now I'm going to have nightmares about rogue cuckoo clocks and mutant killer ants. Thanks.
Hahaha! Sorry, Nancy. Maybe all the cuckoos have gone mad because they’ve been eating ants with faces like that!
I'm glad you were able to make it OVER the Cuckoo Clock, given that it's usually mounted high on the wall. I'm sure the doctor took note of your high jump skills. The old Cuckoo Clock test - every bit as accurate as a blood pressure test. At least they don't need to keep cats running around chasing the mice in the doctor's office (to scan with) - just a fake bird in a clock.
Yes, I made it. Unless, this is where you go afterwards, to cuckoo hell!
I think the best cures for me are sunny excursions and unusual shenanigans. I’m sticking with that!
Errr, isn't that forest in the Wolfit photo missing something quite critical for your normal, everyday, run-of-the-mill forest?
It’s behind me. I’m on the perimeter. Farmers one side, woodlands the other. Stop trying to catch me out! I’m in the forest everyday! Unless I’m in the pub, on holiday or the doctors.
What a handsome pup you have there, beautifully posed too!
Geezer health tip: One factor that has enabled me to reach age 78 with very few health "excursions" is IGNORING the demands for an annual exam. I follow Bishop Berkeley's approach when considering illness: If you do not perceive it, it does not exist. And thus you cannot obsess over it, and actually become ill from worry.
I know, stroke of luck there! Everything was just right!
I actually believe that’s the best piece of advice I’ve ever read, Roger.