If you don't love animals then please, do me a favour - sod off now! I don't want anything to do with cretins who don't love animals!
For those of you left...............My Padfoot is currently at Liverpool University's Veterinary Training College Small Animal Hospital. Mrs P and I dropped him off there yesterday and I blubbed like a five-year-old when we had to say goodbye.
Pad was kept in overnight while lots of tests were carried out. He is being kept in again tonight while he recovers from an anaesthetic and he is likely to be kept in tomorrow night as well.
It is all very complicated and the preliminary results have shown up weird things but I don't want to talk about it until I know more about what is happening.
I took some photos of him on his Grand Day Out and the place which is looking after him, just in case anyone is interested. Scary days!
Interesting photo Number 2,347 - Proof that we had arrived!
Explaining what is about to happen, and why we are where we are. Tricky!
The famous Small Animal Hospital - if anywhere can help him, this place can!
Well, time to go for it - what does the future hold?
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Tuesday, 8 January 2008
In Which Pither Blathers on About His Bloody Dog Again and Fans of Satire and Comedy Get Pissed Off and Very Bored.
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WEDNESDAY, 21 NOVEMBER 2007
SHORTS DON'T MATTER! 1.
From the greatest programme ever made about association football, Barnstoneworth United FC manager Mr Dainty delivers one of the finest English soliloqiues of all time.......and afterwards, spare a thought for the club steward's wife Vera (YOU ONLY HAVE TO WATCH HALF OF THE CLIP!!).
Monday, 12 November 2007
Not everyone who agonises over their life is a painter. Some of us agonise because we're NOT painters.
....And On the Subject of Great Public Services
I know most of you have heard this marvellous song by those doctors who are the Amateur Transplants......but I think the video is a nice addition. P.S. If there are kids in the room I'd shuffle them out before hitting play.
...There's More
On the subject of those great doctors, here is their version of More Than Words which presents their challenging views on women outside Watford. The very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither, coming from Cumbria, is a huge fan. Again, get those kids out of the room!
Leave Britney Alone, Ok!!!
Oh...........my............God!!!!!
My heartfelt thanks go to BGT for this. I won't say much more, I don't need to. Mr Loony of Loonytown, USA (I think it's a bloke, anyway), says it all. I fear he may be wound too tight for.....well.....well for everywhere, really!
Tuesday, 18 September 2007.
I wish I'd sung this!
For non-Americans, and with apologies to all the smart arses out there who already knew, the FCC is the Federal Communications Commission and it monitors TV and radio output in the States - a sort of broadcast police - while the EPA is the Yanks' so-called Environmental Protection Agency, a body which does exactly the opposite of what it says on the can.
(P.S. We went to the same school, you know? Eric and me, that is, not George, Martha, Dick and Condoleeza and me. I don't think they went to school.)
P.P.S. Please see below if you are I Like The View, Malc or Doris.
To Make You Laugh and Cry
I was listening to this on a Sunday, the very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither is a Catholic, Tom Lehrer is one of my all-time heroes and this is one of his best.............no other reasons.
On a more sombre note (and with thanks to Fish for coming up with this Woman's-Own-passes-the-time-in-the-dentist's-waiting-room nonsense), why not get a computer to tell you that you are a waste of space and your life is a sham of a mockery of a farce? Ok, it's from one of those poxy dating sites but...go on, take the test. You ain't got much to beat!!
Apparently, in my case, "computer say 'no!'"
This Is My Life, Rated | |
Life: | 4.2 |
Mind: | 4.1 |
Body: | 2.7 |
Spirit: | 8 |
Friends/Family: | 1.6 |
Love: | 0 |
Finance: | 5.9 |
Take the Rate My Life Quiz |
I First Saw This When I Was Little - And Loved It! I Hope That Explains a Few Things
Fuck, Fuckety, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck
It has been pointed out to me that, particularly for one whose profession is supposedly literary, my language is getting worse. My use of the "F" word is, I am told, far too prevalent and hence loses impact.
To those who share this view I suggest you watch the following:
Tony Blair Isn't a Burglar - But If He Was.........
In the spirit of Gustav Holst's Jupiter and Manfred Mann's Earth Band, I feel like raising a smile today.
The Big Green Thing alerted me to this and, for no other reason than to raise a smile on an otherwise crap Wednesday, I think it has to be shared.
Grantham shall not have him - when he gets out of prison.
Life On The Edge - No Net.
I was wrong when I feared it might be a dull weekend, what with my pals being away, my soon-to-be ex-wife in rehab and only the dogs to play with. How wrong can a man be? This much fun must surely be illegal?
Just click to see the japes and hoots I am having!
Click again to see how things got REALLy exciting!
Tomorrow we're going to chase pigeons.
The Good Old U.S. of A. - Guardians of Freedom and Democracy. Nothing to Be Scared of, Then?
Be honest........
Who fucking cares!!
11 comments:
Oh Reg, I was wondering how Padfoot was doing. As much as I dig your satire and comedy, I come here to see if there's a report on Padfoot, as much as to get a laugh. And the fact that you "blubbered like a five-year-old" is the frosting on the cake of my good opinion of Mr. RP.
I like animals more than many people I know, so do I qualify to stick around? I sure hope so!
Please keep us posted when you can. University hospitals are always the very best!
P.S. Rosie sends little gentle Chihuahua hugs to your noble boy. (I showed her his pictures and I think she has a crush on him!)
Can't say more than "thinking of you."
heheh, small animal. He's not small at all. But put him in line next to an elephant...
I digress!
I really hope everything goes well for Padfoot - he deserves it for being so brave! There was a song by a little-known Liverpudlian band called 'Dr. Robert', which suggests that Liverpool is the place to be when in need of medical assistance...
he has the sweetest face. my fingers are crossed for you and your woofie too. poor guy.
Poor Padfoot, he looks so small in that photo by your car.
Hope he's back home with you soon; I'll be waiting to hear the news.
PS - regarding batting for different teams, I thought you were trying to tell me (in a nice way) to shove off and stop commenting. Glad that wasn't the case. We girls are just a bit freer about our crushes. :)
Reg, quick word of advice. Make sure Padfoot's valuables are locked in a secure place until he comes back out. I think we all know why.
I was going to point out the irony of 'small animal hospital', but Fats got there first.
Is it just me or does he look considerably better than he was when I visited before Christmas?
Anyhow. . . fingers, paws, trotters, freakish claws are all crossed here on The Edge.
I'm sure they'll do what's best for Padfoot. Take care of yourself as well, Reg. Gentle hugs both of you.
I have everything crossed for him!
Not much more to add, all the BW's are keeping it all crossed for PF and you.
To echo everyone else, fingers crossed for Pad...
Love and best wishes to him and all of you,
Big Ears.
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