Sick List

For those following the Diamond saga, you'll be pleased to know she's doing well and may be sent home from hospital mid week this week (which I guess means tomorrow). She (and we) now have to play the waiting game, to see if the latest "fix" has worked and meanwhile neither Mum nor Dad are allowed anywhere near her due to the man flu.

We hear that the last remaining Megan-pup with whom we are still in contact, Lady, who stayed in this town, is now showing her age (1999, so she's 11) and has developed quite bad diabetes and has gone blind. She's still OK, and mooches around the old familiar territory presumably by memory, sound and smell. She has to have insulin injections twice a day, and the old couple, very good friends of Mum and Dad have been shown how to do that. They sneak the needle in once she's been lifted onto the kitchen table and given a bowl of food (true daughter of her mother!).

Pedigree-wise she'd be one of the Helix prefix dogs, either Helix Wichita Lineman, Helix Giddy-up-a-ding-dong, or Helix Living on Mars (the pups were named from what tune was playing on Radio 2 at the moment of birth; It was Thursday night, so we went through the gamut of Bob Harris's Country show and some ol' Blues show says Dad (racking his brains)).

Look after yourselves, Lady and Diamond
Deefski