The Porcupine Quills

Friday

Dear Elsie

Today was the day I got my steps done upfront. Leaving at around 7am I walked to Valyland and came home the long way round, racking up 6.73km. Home for breakfast and a visit from David …

…and then I got stuck into work.

The other day, Jonathan, the neighbour was telling me the awful story of how his dog, Badger came too close to a very angry porcupine. The quillpig wasted no time in shooting his sharp spikes into Badger’s hind leg. Jonathan spent a grueling evening trying to get them out. It’s not that easy. It seems when a porcupine quill pierces the skin, it has tiny little hooks that penetrate and it makes it very difficult to get them out. It’s almost always the case that the point gets left behind. As a result Badger was taken off to the vet and expensive surgical removal followed. Now he has stitches. There is a porcupine that has been seen on several occasions scuttling up the ditch next to our stairs. It was with amusement that I listened to the account of the Russian guests before they left explaining with awe the very big hedgehog they had seen.

Raiku loves porcupine quills. We often wave them in front of him and he goes into full hunting mode, attacking with great gusto. When Jonathan told me his porcupine story, I asked him for the quills, which he was very happy to part with.

This afternoon, while I was on my final video call of the week, I was aimlessly playing with one of these quills when I inadvertently had it poke my finger. It didn’t draw blood, but to  my surprise, my finger immediately swelled up and a little welt appeared.

I put some antihistamine cream on it (always have tons of that around seeing as I’m regularly being stung in the sea) and to be sure, I also took an antihistamine pill. It is fine now, but it did take me by surprise. I’ll be a bit more circumspect with them in the future.

We had Mike’s spagbol as an early dinner and now we are going to watch Sabrina and eat popcorn.

2 months til Christmas. Also today I remembered with fondness my precious Aunty Wyn Beale who passed away on this day in 2018.

2 Timothy 4:5
Keep your head in all situations, endure hardship, do the work of an evangelist, discharge all the duties of your ministry.

It’s not about now – we are only passing through.

Keep the smile going.

God bless you.

In His Grip,

Gran xx 🙂

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