Writing this in the vets' surgery..Winnie has gone to have her sutures out trotting away like a baby hippo.
There is a new male vet on duty who looks twelve. Winnie's not bothered how old he was
as he's wearing overalls so looks like a workman...He took her lead and She followed him into the treatment room like a cheap whore!
I am glad I don't have to help lift her onto any observation table as the button has just pinged off my trousers and I am relying on the zip to hold them up.....I re start fat club on Monday.....as I only have three pairs of trousers I still fit into! Middle aged spread....it's a dreadful thing.
There is much laughter coming from the treatment room.
I wonder what she's up to
Love your description! I am sure they love her like we all do! Been there with the button issue.
ReplyDeleteGood luck!
Enjoy your last weekend of pre-fat club; right before I joined Weight Watchers for the 7th time I think I ate 2 lbs. of chocolate. Sigh. Hope the vet visit went well and you have a wonderful weekend.
ReplyDeleteAt what age does middle age speed start?
ReplyDeleteIn my case 15
Deletemine started about age 30
DeleteNever mind when does it start. When does it end!
DeleteMine was after four kids in quick succession. Pleased to say it has all gone. The worrying thing with old age is you lose height inches too.
DeleteMine was at 40...ish.
DeleteBruce Banner's buttons also ping off as he is turning into The Incredible Hulk.
ReplyDeleteMiddle age spread was invented so diet clubs could make money lol.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the laugh. What do you mean "cheap whore". Even they get paid - if only a fiver. You may remind your vet's receptionist of this once your for out the tenners.
ReplyDeleteMiddle age spread, indeed any spread, has escaped me. Now it's too late. Scant comfort: Blame your genes, John.
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Did you ask the new Vet if his mother knows where he is or if he has a note from her to be taking care of animals?
ReplyDeleteI discovered an awesome show on Netflix two days ago. It's about looking for country homes in villages in England. I'm in love with the homes, the villages, the landscapes, the gardens. Please tell me England is really that beautiful and the villages so precious and quaint? I don't want to wake up and it all just be a delicious dream. I just added England to my bucket list.
Dont forget Scotland - its cheaper
DeleteI tried some of that middle-aged spread on my toast this morning. It was horrible.
ReplyDeletehope winnie is healing nicely. wear your pj bottoms outside and no one will notice! :)
ReplyDeleteI am all too familiar with the reduced number of trousers. It is a constant battle. Good luck on that front.
ReplyDeleteSo glad to hear of Winnie's return to health. Just think of how precarious things were a week or so ago - and now she is back to herself. Some days ARE diamonds, and we need to stop and enjoy them.
Whatever she was up to, I'm sure that it was ladylike in all aspects.
ReplyDeleteElasticated waists is the answer for old(er)men apparently or braces.
ReplyDeleteGood to hear about your Winnie on the mend.
Elasticated waists is the answer for old(er) women too! (from an old woman)
DeleteNo buttons, no zipper, no worry. Two words: Active Wear.
ReplyDeleteSue is right - elasticated waistbands for persons of mature years. You don't notice the expansion until it's too late !
ReplyDeleteBet Winnie was cosying up to the young vet and blowing him slurpy kisses - the little madam ! Glad all is OK for her.
You are lucky you have so many pairs of trousers that three still fit you. In these situations in this house nothing fits.
ReplyDeleteSadly I am down to less than three pairs of trousers. Yay for Winnie. Always.
ReplyDeleteWinnie is still strutting her stuff even after the surgery! Wild thing!
ReplyDeleteAre what you call ''overalls'' what we call jeans? Overalls have the bib front and straps, hard to imagine the vet wearing those?http://www.carhartt.com/category/carhartt-men-bibs-coveralls-overalls
ReplyDeleteSounds like your battle with weight is similar to mine -- losing and finding the same few kilos. It's a never ending struggle for the cook in the family I think unless you're blessed with one of THOSE metabolisms. ..and I'm not !
ReplyDeleteI'm down to one pair of jeans that fit right! Glad to hear Winnie is back to her "ways". What a difference a couple weeks make!
ReplyDeleteBlame it on the dryer, that's what I do!
ReplyDeleteCheap whore... I do so like that.
ReplyDeleteYou have me smiling . . .
ReplyDeleteonce again . . .
What's scary is even when you are being angelic and counting the calories the scales continue to show an upward trend!
ReplyDeleteAging is the pits but preferred to the alternative.
Sounds like you made Winnies day.. freedom from sutures AND an overall to fuss over.. happy doggie YAY 😊
I'm your age & I feel old with back ache & sore knees. I thought I was going to have fun in my fifties !
ReplyDeleteTeachers and postmen look incredibly young to me x
First a baby hippo and then you going back to fat club. Funny, that's what Jerry called his diet group here. (And he refers to Moose the cat as Fatboy.) Hope that button didn't do any damage to anyone nearby when it shot off.
ReplyDeleteI think of it as being experienced and full of life - as opposed to old and fat.
ReplyDeleteMy closet has several sizes in it. Giggles, I need to head over to the YMCA summer is coming. Winnie, bless her heart. I'm glad she's healing quickly.
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