A cancelled appointment left us having breakfast at the Salt Cafe with Bluey. Back at home I fitted the wheels to my planer table. This is a fairly simple job, except for working on the concrete floor. I measured the location where two holes had to be drilled, then screwed on the lifting mechanism. The wheels are bolted on last. The table lifts when the levers are pressed down and it can be wheeled.
All of the workbenches now have wheels, so I was able to fit them into one side of the garage, allowing space for our house sitter to park her car.
We needed to buy more sourdough bread, so decided to use the Containers for Change facility in the carpark at the Harris Farm shops. While Bluey supervised me feeding glass and plastic bottles into the machine, Anita did the shopping. She was surprised to see our neighbour working in the pharmacy as she normally works at Surfers Paradise. A former resident of our street was also working there.
At the park, Bluey was the centre of attention from two other toy poodles. Lewis, the reddish one lives in our street, and Rocky, the brownish one, is his brother and a regular visitor. Bluey wasn’t on a lead, so could have walked away. When Lewis started humping Bluey’s head, he was told off. Bluey’s friend Odin the white Bishon joined the party.
Lewis and Rocky are groomed by a Japanese woman who fluffs up their fur. Rocky recently squeezed out of his owner’s car and crossed the tramlines, two major roads, and walked 2 kms home, apparently without being injured. He is unwilling to go for walks near his home, so something frightened him.
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