I've just laughed out loud at kitty and GrannyGravys posts. You poor souls, a heartfelt cry for tea and sympathy - or something stronger - is heard by us all. I used to have an adorable sheep dog like your 1 year old, GG. When young, she used to take herself off into her crate, sit there with a fair amount of eye-rolling and long sighs which used to save me from telling her off. We'd get together once we had both arrived at better moods. Some days are just like that, aren't they.
I do have Breakfast Tea, Baggs - or certainly DH will be willing to share some of his stash. (Oh, see what I did there? Tea Baggs? Just noticed that.) Since you seem to be the Flapjack Queen, you're probably used to open house wherever you fancy! Earl Grey and a bit of a lie down for you, young Batty? Nothing posh about Earl Grey, brook, it's just after 40 odd years I find it difficult to drink anything else on its own. But I'm happy to drink almost anything as long as I have something to eat with it, but 'builders' is a bit strong for me on its own. Would you describe PG Tips or Yorkshire Tea, builders? Almost everyone I know LOVES Yorkshire Tea but I just find it too strong - even if I just wave the tea bag at the kettle, so I suppose I must stick to what suits. silverlining after that monster walk in the wrong boots - was it Wallace & Gromit who starred in The Wrong Trousers? - you deserve a long lie down with maybe intravenous Earl Grey so you can remain horizontal.
I absolutely love deer, but the only time we used to have them in our garden, they would eat the roses. I think, in that case, I'd rate them as quite disappointing guests. Ticks! Oh my. You need to be sure to get rid of those blighters and don't risk them leaving their heads behind as you try to remove them. I should imagine if you have pets, you will all have seen the little tick removers that you can find at the Vet. Cost almost nothing for two little plastic thingies - like a two pronged fork, one small, one larger. You slide the appropriate size V shape around the tick, which is then trapped. You twirl the handle of the thingy around with a finger and the pressure and twirling forces the tick to let go. They come out in one piece to be disposed of, as opposed to leaving some part of their anatomy behind which sets up infection. Works every single time. A bonus for the dogs. One of the few creatures that makes me feel quite ill, and there are so many different types of them.
NannyT what an adventure - bet you won't want to go out for such a reason again! I'm tired after my waterless snorkelling, soop, so will be off for an early night tonight.
Take care, relax and sleep well, lovely Kitchen peeps. x
Hugs from French France (mmmm, probably not your favourite place at the moment, sorry.)