We currently have the furry insanity of Miss Lottie the golden doodle staying with us for 12 days, while her daddies Mark & Charlie are in South Africa, the lucky sods.
After the first night of trying to settle her to sleep in the utility room with (a very unimpressed) Maddie, and trying the ‘slap a slipper on the floor next to her while saying No firmly’ trick at 3am and 4am, I eventually buckled at 5am and let her come up to our room – where she has of course now been sleeping everything night since then.
We took her with us – obvs – for a night at the Nurse’s house, where Maddie & Lottie were then subjected to the affections of their dog, Lady. Double gingerness at play. Cue having to use the kitchen gate to keep them all corralled in one place while we tried to have a pre dinner drink in the lounge. And guess who was the most desperate to escape… hmm..
H and Jasper were also very busy building the Star Wars Lego kit that H got him for Christmas – as a 6 year old he was pretty impressive putting it all together and kept telling H that he’d got it wrong..
After a nice dinner Sat eve we headed out into their local woods on the Sunday morning to walk the dogs and Jasper – who H stuck up on a log swing part way round – which both of them loved. I managed to just about extract my foot from one particularly sucky bog with my welly still on, all part of the joys of winter walks (ish..)
Lottie in the meantime has become firm friends with one of Maddie’s dog beds – and despite being a girl dog, is very keen on trying to hump it the second our backs are turned. Her stealth mode was also very evident on Fri eve when I was out and H was settled in our living room with both dogs, about to tuck into a jacket potato and tuna.
The doorbell rang so he got up to answer it and heard the ‘oh that’s not good’ sound of his cutlery rattling as he walked back into the lounge. I won’t use the words he did in his text to me but it was along the lines of there being ‘a ginger ****er looking at him with the last of his tuna stuck in her beard’ – and a distinct lack of dinner left on his plate. I’m still laughing… x