Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Today it was an owl...I think.

So. We now think that the pills the vet prescribed for Yui are steroids because another dog owner told mum that he prescribed steroids for when her dog was itchy. It seems to be having an effect.. She's not nibbling as much.

Mum's also on pills now. I'm not entirely sure what they're supposed to do but I guess they're for swelling and/or joint pain. Mum's on 3 a day and Yuki's on 2 a day for a week and then 1 until they're gone. I got a jar of sandwich paste a few weeks ago for sneaking Yui her worming pills which we haven't given her yet. She likes getting a spoonful of paste twice a day and the pills are quite small.

Not sure why but I got a bear. Not quite sure about it. It's for myself. But I threw my teddy bears out of my bed and left them in the corner of the room a few years ago. Even I realised I was too old for them. Which is why I'm confused by this. It's kind of selfish to have it really. I'll only have it around for maybe a week then I'll put it with the others. Also Christmas is almost upon us. Surely it would be better with a child.

I'm 25. I'm too old to have a teddy bear and if I want one to hug I've got my old bears I still quite love. I have Eddie who I took to Uni. He's nice and cuddly. So why do I even need a new one?

I think I've figured out one of the problem's with Christmas. I'm 25. I don't really have a role to play. I'm not a child. But I don't play an adult role in Christmas. Napoleon still does his bit of driving me to see my uncle. Mum still does the Christmas dinner pretty much alone. If I tried to help I'd be in the way. I help with clearing the table and setting places but that's about it. I still deliver the neighbour's cards on Christmas Day. Basically I do the same things I did when I was a child and there's no spaces for me to do the jobs the "adults" do. I'm kind of using this time to work out my own things for Christmas but I wonder if it's even worth it.

Well. I'm done for now.

Bluebiird out.