Pluto has a small growth on his eye-lid. He is going in today to have some sedation while they take a sample for analysis. Means his spending the day in the vets as I am visiting Joan this afternoon. At the moment he hates me because I wont give him any breakfast.
Joan is progressing. It will take time. The consultant thinks another ten to twelve weeks before she can come home. I will be in trouble then. I have organised to have the back lawn laid to patio with a strip at the far end of the garden left to grass for Pluto's toilet use. Also had some brick walls built to raise her plant pots up to a more managable height. Also having a new fence built between my neighburg. And finally a door cut into the end wall of our extention to make easier access to the rear if she needs to use a wheelchair. The plan was to have it completed by now but the weather and my builder having to have an operation has put it back another 6 weeks. It might be a close run thing. She wanted to keep things as they were. But that was before her stroke. I might get away by telling her we did discuss it but that she must have forgotten.
Well, that is the plan.
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