Ho ho ho!
Sorry, no pix of Jake after his festive bath, or of him in a santa hat. It's not been that sort of Christmas - we only got the house back from the contractors on Friday morning. Jake has been enjoying many fine pickings from the dinner table, however, and aunt Lillian to cuddle up on the sofa. Plus being back at home after 3 months at the temporary flat is great. Jake particularly welcomes the new radiators (so warm to sleep under) and his people are particularly pleased with all the new floors ... so much easier to wipe up Jake's dinner, pawprints, hairs shed by lashing tail und so weiter.
Jake celebrated Xmas morning with an unplanned bonus - we bumped into a rottie friend in the park who's on heat, and who didn't seem to mind when the half-pint Jakester clambered up ... several times. See the humans race across the park from all directions, crying nooooooo
Sorry, no pix of Jake after his festive bath, or of him in a santa hat. It's not been that sort of Christmas - we only got the house back from the contractors on Friday morning. Jake has been enjoying many fine pickings from the dinner table, however, and aunt Lillian to cuddle up on the sofa. Plus being back at home after 3 months at the temporary flat is great. Jake particularly welcomes the new radiators (so warm to sleep under) and his people are particularly pleased with all the new floors ... so much easier to wipe up Jake's dinner, pawprints, hairs shed by lashing tail und so weiter.
Jake celebrated Xmas morning with an unplanned bonus - we bumped into a rottie friend in the park who's on heat, and who didn't seem to mind when the half-pint Jakester clambered up ... several times. See the humans race across the park from all directions, crying nooooooo
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I ate lunch at my desk and while I was at it, called “Glamour pooch” and booked an unsuspecting Jakey in for the full works. His pre-Christmas treat. (Or ours.)
Then back to work, tra-la-la. A new colleague came in and asked a Serious Professional Question. After earnest debate in the office, I showed him some info on my PC. And when he left, I looked down to see a scrap of paper by my keyboard on which I’d written in very clear handwriting:
“£18-28. Bath, nails, ears, anal glands. 1-1.5 hours.”
I felt like running downstairs and screaming – it’s for my dog! not me!
Then back to work, tra-la-la. A new colleague came in and asked a Serious Professional Question. After earnest debate in the office, I showed him some info on my PC. And when he left, I looked down to see a scrap of paper by my keyboard on which I’d written in very clear handwriting:
“£18-28. Bath, nails, ears, anal glands. 1-1.5 hours.”
I felt like running downstairs and screaming – it’s for my dog! not me!
