Maddie did it again - she must have knocked over the pool cues which are stacked against the wall next to her bowl and the resultant clatter was too much. By the time I got there the bird had flown.
I eventually ran her to ground upstairs on Nick's bed, being comforted by Elle!
30 April 2013
21 April 2013
Better late than never
It really works! I stamped my little feet and (almost) shouted - and I got my own way! Once I got over the guilt and upset I was cool with it, too.
Note to self - don't leave it 4 hours next time or you come across a bit crazy.
Note to self - don't leave it 4 hours next time or you come across a bit crazy.
20 April 2013
Multiplying!
Last week I went out to get something on Saturday morning and when I came back and opened the front door, a big shaggy dog ran out, terribly pleased to see me, and cavorted round me in the hall. Poor Murphy could barely reach me and Maddie was keeping a very low profile!
Who was this dog? Had I missed something? We weren't looking after anyone's dog, were we? The back door was open and it flashed across my mind that it was some random dog in the neighbourhood who had found his way in; but no, he couldn't have got over the wall, surely?
Turns out it was Baxter, belonging to Elle's sister-in-law and her was only there briefly as a stopping point, to be picked up by said relative. I have met Baxter before but I remember him as a shaggy cream dog, not (as it turns out he is) a shaggy grey and white dog. The memory plays tricks, I must be getting old!
Who was this dog? Had I missed something? We weren't looking after anyone's dog, were we? The back door was open and it flashed across my mind that it was some random dog in the neighbourhood who had found his way in; but no, he couldn't have got over the wall, surely?
Turns out it was Baxter, belonging to Elle's sister-in-law and her was only there briefly as a stopping point, to be picked up by said relative. I have met Baxter before but I remember him as a shaggy cream dog, not (as it turns out he is) a shaggy grey and white dog. The memory plays tricks, I must be getting old!
08 April 2013
Pets
Dunno if I've said this here before, but one of the things I love is to hear a dog's tail banging on the floor just cos I've walked into the room. It's just so amazing that my very presence can have that effect - heartwarming and humbling.
And now Gizzy has taken to waiting for me too. She usually spends her evenings curled up somewhere upstairs, but tonight when I came home from a meeting she was curled up in the corner of the stairs, snoozing. She woke up when I came in and is now stretched out on top of me (I'm in bed). I think she was waiting for me, isn't that sweet? Or annoying, I suppose if you're allergic to cats. And no, I'm not.
And now Gizzy has taken to waiting for me too. She usually spends her evenings curled up somewhere upstairs, but tonight when I came home from a meeting she was curled up in the corner of the stairs, snoozing. She woke up when I came in and is now stretched out on top of me (I'm in bed). I think she was waiting for me, isn't that sweet? Or annoying, I suppose if you're allergic to cats. And no, I'm not.
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