by Sweetie, Chronicler of nothing much. Friends, We apologize for being late with our 'blog' today. A couple of things came into play here. One was the old girl, herself. She slept in and had to rush off to her appointment this morning and only had time to feed us and upload Aunty L's blog before hightailing it out of here. Now that word 'hightail' begs an question and hopefully an answer ... Grammy doesn't have a tail so how can she hightail it? Well, Whiskers explained it to me. She says hightailing means to hurry up and get out of there and doesn't have anything to do with having a tail. Well, I, Sweetie, Googled it.... and guess what! It does have to do with a tail. It is originally about when white-tailed deer see danger they lift their white tails and run for their lives. *Giggles* I'd love to see Grammy lift her tail and run out of here like a deer... but her hightailing is more like a tortoise lumbering across a field. Not at all graceful, nor swift. Not only that, if she did do a hightailing manoeuvre she'd probably take a swan-dive... and not a graceful one either. Hey, the woman is a disaster on two feet. Pity the poor neighbours, people on the street and us. But we have learned to steer clear of those disasterous feet. Smart little duffers, we are. Okay so enough of her hightailing it out of here. After her appointment to loosen up stiff muscles, tendons, ligaments etc. she headed back home to us... and we planned to work on the blog with her but now she was like loose jello ... with a mushy brain which was of no use to us. We had to plop her into her chair, turn on a heating pad and let her sleep away the afternoon. I tell you, these old folk are something else. So friends, It looks like we have no blog today. Nope! But we will share this with you... For an old codger she isn't half bad. No siree. She has her good points -especially when doling out the food rations and giving cuddles. See you next week and this time hopefully with something to say. We love you, friends. And don't forget to smile, it may be the only smile someone sees today and it will mean so much to that person. Comments are always welcomed. Mischief and Mayhem Central 2020
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Patrice Davidson
1/8/2019 03:03:51 am
Hi my sweet babies!! Granny, don't let them pick on you, being old myself, I know what it's like to try to "high-tail" it any where/ lol Looking forward to your blog next week! Love you all bunches, Granny included! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
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1/9/2019 02:46:49 pm
Hi Aunty Patrice,
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Terry Loftin
1/8/2019 10:16:46 am
I am smiling SWEETIE!The mental picture you created of Grammy or any of us Sassys hightailing it almost brought me to laughter tears!RAINA and I love ya'll dearly!💖💋💖💋💖💋💖💋💖💋💖💋
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1/9/2019 02:49:52 pm
Just describing what I see on a regular basis, Aunty Terry. Arms and legs flailing, head bobbing to and fro and then the sudden faceplant or buttsmack. *Giggles*
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Mitzy Meow Meow
1/8/2019 03:57:42 pm
Hi Toronto Besties! How's the new year going?? Pretty good year! Meowma just can't get her old body going! Cold damp weather keeps her down. Enjoyed the info on the white tail deer! We have plenty of those around here! Love you all! (Winks at the boys!)
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1/9/2019 03:04:33 pm
Oh Aunty Tammy, Sorry you are in pain with this weather. I know you look forward to snow... but we think that's so crazy... though Grammy says when it snows the weather is warmer because it is like having a blanket on the ground. Is she being silly or what?
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Bronwyn MacLennan
1/10/2019 02:07:52 pm
Grammy is quite a little mover on the quiet she is always tearing around or falling over but she gets by without a tail imagine what she would be like with a tail one like yours Sweetie we better not try and imagine that. I really enjoyed your Blog always so nice to know what you are all doing. Love you all go and wake Grammy up it is your dinner time hehehe xxx
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1/10/2019 05:27:20 pm
Oh, Aunty Bronwyn. You are funny. Grammy isn't quiet when she moves. She sounds like a herd of elephants... but then she says that about us too... though we know we are quiet as church mice. Too scary to think of her with a tail. Going to wake her now and 'suggest' dinner time has arrived. Love you. Hugs from all of us.
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