I use the little known, but strangely accurate, Pizza Test to gauge any lurgy (with gradations from tucking in with relish but not being able to finish it, through to only fancying a couple of slices through to not wanting any at all). So yesterday when I didn’t want pizza for tea I knew that I was facing a few days of grottiness.
I’m not sure which student to blame – which is probably a good thing as I don’t take this sort of thing well, and snippets of Agatha Christie book, The Mirror Cracked, keep coming to mind. And as this involves murder, it is important to keep these dark musings under control.
‘Someone’ dug the other plant that Ian planted out, and it could have been Queenie. I put it back in again, but as it had no roots I’m not holding out too much hope! I wonder if her ears will ever become in proportion to her body. When she walks around the back of the patio, I can see her ears poking over the top of the wall of the planter.
I don’t think anyone could accuse us of being a quiet household. Larry seems to have got more noisy, which I think is a spring thing and he is calling for a mate. Which brings us back to that conundrum – would two parrots reduce the noise as they whisper sweet nothings to each other, or be twice as noisy as they squark sweet nothings at the top of their voices! Of course, Larry is a parrot which is described as being ‘moderately noisy’, goodness knows what sort of sonic boom a ‘very noisy’ parrot would generate,
Poor old Sam has really been through wars. He’s had five fits in the last day and a bit, which is exceptional for him. His fits show no real pattern, other than the fact that after a big one, they seem to stop for a while – often several months or more. While his fits are so irregular there’s little a vet can do as we don’t really want him to take any medication unless he has to. However if they are going to continue this level of frequency he will have to start to take some medication to keep them under control.