It's been a strange few weeks, mostly centred around our very poorly dog. She's had major abdominal surgery due to a thing called bloat, which hits deep-chested dogs but nobody really knows why. It's quite rare, but unfortunately for Flora not rare enough. The surgery has made things better for her but she will still be on special diets and drugs for the rest of her life. The baby grow that she's wearing was to stop her nibbling her stitches and was so much better than one of those awful cones.
In amongst all the anxiety we hit a milestone - Alice's 21st birthday. To celebrate she wanted to go and see the Lion King in London so that's what we did and it was fabulous. We had seen it before in its first year, but back then Alice was only about 5 and slept through most of it.
Birthdays always have a cake and this one was quite fun to make, although my cake decorating skills are a little dodgy to say the least.
I started a new blanket project because, well, you can never have too many blankets. It's chunky, bobbly and big - intended for our king size bed - and has worked up fairly quickly; I'm only about 3 balls of Stylecraft special chunky from completion and am already thinking about the next one, taking a break from bobbles this time and going spotty, but more about that next time maybe.
Meanwhile, hope all is well out there ...