Thursday and Tinka's tooth

We were up bright and early this morning to get Ch to the train station so he would be on time for his flight back to Hong Kong. We made it in good time - even had him on the train that was 15 minutes earlier than the one we'd planned for him to catch - which was sure to have him at the check-in a good hour and a half before his flight - plenty of time. It was a pretty quick goodbye though.

Meanwhile, back at Latimers, M was taking (a very puzzled - why isn't anyone feeding me or letting me out) Tinka to the vet for her dental work.

Tinka ... before The Tevs.

Next stop for S and I though, and we weren't sure whether we would reach Ormeau before Ch's train, was breakfast with J. There was no R though, she was at home asleep (well, she is a teenager on school holidays) but she rang later because when she was woken by some men bashing on the front door. It was the men from Masters, there to lay the new carpet in their lounge room, The Masters Men had been due to arrive at midday but were early - which J learned when Masters rang her to find out why no-one was answering the door at her place. She rang R to get her to let them in while she drove the two minutes home. J told us they would be walking into a completely empty room - J, K and the others had sorted it out last night- just what you want to do on a Wednesday evening,

We were home at lunchtime - in plenty of time to see Hermes and his paddock mate (the white horse from down the bottom paddock) up to no good. I first spied them through the kitchen window as they did a good impression of not getting on terribly well, nipping (or pretending to?) with those very big teeth and then chasing each other around the paddock - and taking huge divots out of the still-damp ground. The moon is going to have nothing on that paddock at this rate!!

Tinka came home earlier than we thought - although later than M thought - it took her nearly an hour to effect her discharge from the vets (or "The Tevs" as she's now referring to them). Tinka was a bit groggy from the day, and a little uncertain on her feet and while the vet was concerned that she may not eat, she had said to try her on food. Well, some part of Tinka knew that she hadn't eaten for nearly 20 hours and she did her best to make-up for that, before she wandered outside for a while, and then came back in and put herself to bed in M's room We/re thinking she should sleep in there tonight (a) because it's warmer and (b) if she's not in with S and I, she runs less of a chance of either of us disturbing (read: kicking) her during the night.

S was left in charge of nursing duties as M and I went out to try to take out the CSP jackpot. Alas, it was not to bed tonight - and the best we could score was a coffee and bottle of water upstairs. Amazingly, I did pick (read: absolutely guess) one correct roulette number - unfortunately, by the time I realised it, the "No More Bets" had been called! Ah well, there's always next time!

Tinka seemed to be okay when we arrived home ... still ensconced in M's room though ... but she did venture out for some special cookies. I think she's going to be okay.