General Moaning

It is Friday and John ought to be home tonight. Instead he is flying off to Portland, Oregon in the USA on business. Don't mind about that but that it does p**s me off that he gets sent at a moments notice. Plus I look forward to seeing him at the weekends and now won't until the 23rd.

Now, how about this for a piece of underhanded immoral company behaviour. I have a credit card, initially an Abbey National card. It is now an MBNA card cos Abbey sold it to them. My interest rate went up by about 4 % str8 away. Not such a big deal. we had that card with a large balance on it and we did not use the card apart from to pay off the balance. Without telling me, they put up the interest rate by a whopping 15% to 28%!!!!! B**tards! All I got told when I complained was 'tough'. Well, have already paid half of the balance off this week and the rest will be paid off very soon. And that will be that. MBNA can go to hell.

It seems to me that by putting the interest up by so much, they were hoping I would not be able to get the balance down and thus be trapped and they would continue to be able to rip me off.

Today I am going to have to pick up dog doo from the garden. This means I will not be doing anything else today apart from watch tv. It is the job John and I would normally do together at weekends, with him doing most of the heavy work. I can't leave it another week, especially because next Saturday I have to go and pick up Moon, a 400 plus mile round trip, which means I will be fit for nothing on the Sunday. The weather has been either very wet or frozen with snow so there is more dog doo to pick up than usual.

Last night, whilst watching ER, my dogs were all in front of the tv, chewing their bones and playing with each other. How lucky I am. Little Shameless goes around teasing the adults and they all put up with her or only lightly admonish her with a growl which sends her off to the corner for a few seconds till she is back looking to see what else she can do. Micah has now accepted that Luna does not want nooky anymore so he has taken to lying beside her and washing her ears. Very romantic. Tilly spent some time on my lap, licking my face. Nechung in her her place on her throne, John's armchair, surveying the others and keeping things in order. What would I do without my dogs? I know I would sink into boredom and self pity. My legs are particularly painful this week and without the dogs to look after I am sure I would succumb to the pain. Instead, I am able to pretty much ignore it and just get on. No matter what, I have to deal with the dogs, I have to feed them, walk them, groom and play with them. I don't need to be told by a scientist that people who keep pets benefit from better physical and mental health as a result.