You are so right DM this disease is so varied from man to man ,Trevor and Si's stats are so similar but poles apart in there PSA . I totally agree we should volunteer them for testing. Between them they well may hold the answers and at the very least Ness and I can have two weeks in Tennerife whilst they are awayπ
Lyn the Wiz is going to keep a close eye on the Cancer drugs fund and she said even if they change it that it would take 3 months to come into force and she would let us know Asap. She is still very wary of Trevor having chemo.
So life carries on as normal well normal for us, the boys have basketball practise every Thursday so of they all went with Trevor driving leaving me at home with the hounds, all was going well until Tulip (Bull Terrier ) spotted Dave ( the cat ) in the field and decided she was going to leap the fence to get to him. I have a sneaky suspicion that she was planning a spot of ABH, although Dave isn't a celebrity I did feel his days could be numbered.π΅.
So my first thought was get all of the other dogs in before I opened the gate , then I ran to catch her this wasn't easy as you can imagine a very unfit nearly 60 year old chasing a Bull Terrier. π€I was onto a loser before we started. Luckily she had jumped onto the patio and that is fenced I thought yes I am in with a chance and Dave will live to fight another day.
Of course once I had caught her my next dilemma was how was I going to be able to walk her without a lead passed Dave who was still sitting there like a sitting duck . (Cats can be so stupid sometimes). So daft idea number one was take the belt of my skirt and use it as a lead. I managed to get it of my skirt one handed because I am hanging onto her collar the whole time. I even managed to get it over her head, I then realised what a ridiculous idea this was it was way to flimsy to hold a Bull Terrier. Know my skirt is round my ankles and I have to hold my skirt up with one hand while holding Tulip with the other.
This is when smart idea number two comes into play. I thought if I can man handle her to the conservatory door I can force her in that way and we don't have to go past Dave who is still sitting there but now with a very smug look on his face.πΉ. Of course that would have been way to easy, because MRs ocd has locked the conservatory door from the inside.
So it was at this point that I spot the window slightly ajar, I will admit I did hesitate mainly because it is my brand new conservatory and dogs are not allowed in there but being an animal lover the life of my cat won over the no dogs in the conservatory rule. So hence I know this has been a long story but this is how I came to be chucking a Bull Terrier through an open window while my skirt was round my ankles.π΅. Just in case some one spotted me and it goes viral no animals were harmed in this escapade.
Who says my life is dull..
BFN
Julie X
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