Joining in again this week with Sunday Sevens – the brainchild of Nathalie at Thread and Bobbins.
Unfortunately this week started in the same vein as last week when on Sunday my printer began playing up and my laptop keyboard stopped working! Fortunately the USB keyboard works – so it’s a pain having to only use it at my desk, but at least I don’t have to fork out for a new laptop.
That I can take with a shrug, but Mr Hicks’ hot spot wasn’t getting better, despite all the attention I was giving it, so he ended up on antibiotics.
But worse than that, the large red lump that came up on his thigh last week – which I was hoping was a bite – had faded to pink and was looking distinctly like a mast cell tumour. As I examined the area more closely I found a much larger lump tucked down beneath the surface – about two inches wide and three long! A third lump on the surface, the size of the first, also appeared this Thursday. Samples have been taken, so fingers crossed for good results.
On the plus side, Hicks himself is very perky; enjoying his walks, protecting the garden from a new cat that’s appeared, and taking the opportunity when it rained on Monday to make the most of the puddles.
The rest of the week has been mostly dry. The colours of autumn have really burst into life and the leaves have fallen in abundance.
Not as bright as last week, but still plenty of hazy sunshine and much milder.
We’ve had some really lovely walks…
And a bit of paddling…
Other than hanging out with my boy, I’ve spent most of the week working on my sales website – Do NOT believe these sites that say you can have sales up in 15 minutes. Amongst other things I’ve been writing also sorts of descriptions and taking heaps of photos.
I did take a break to attend the Berger de France talk at The Woolly Beader on Wednesday. I’m not a fan of their yarn, but I do like their patterns.
And finally did anyone else get cross with the BBC this week? I decided to be a good wife and didn’t force Lovely Husband to watch the final of Bake Off, thinking I’d watch it when he was out. However the BBC insisted on putting the result on the News for the next 24 hours, without the decency to say leave the room if you don’t want to know, like they would with the football. Fortunately lovely husband did a great job off switching over very quickly on the ten o’clock news, the breakfast news and the six o’clock news the next evening.
Hope you’ve had a good one.