Oooh, I love these dispatches from Our Man in Mallorca! Brings a touch of the exotic to the lounge Rather shocked yesterday to find you blaming your jolly on Penny, but as Podds said, it's horrid when you're expecting fine weather and hit wind and snow!! Hope today is more pleasant, and the headwinds abate. Keep us posted!
Podds, sounds like a lot depends on the parents. Good sign if they were upset enough to turn the kid in but it may be up to them to make the point. Close-up discipline, if it's really meant, can sometimes be more effective. This sort of behaviour just can't be allowed.
Spence, we bow down before your new-found fame Great article, your club must be so chuffed! The organisers usually work bliddy hard, and it's lovely when their success is recognised.
Melds, LOL at the idea of the GPO stomping around, furious at being locked out! Especially as he's one that spends all his time trying to GET out! Yep, his carer will have some grovelling to do today
Sluggie, apologies, it WAS the auto-correct (which has very weird ideas sometimes).
You are all right about ignoring a too-enthusiastic greeting, and we have done that with some success. However guests cannot be expected to ignore a 65 pound dog who is springing five feet into the air into their faces. And he nips at legs in trousers, which is a bit awkward. Hence we put him in a different room for arrivals. And you see what an improvement it is if he has the ball in his mouth! But he's a big sweetheart, and having finally got the hang of playing ball, he now wants to play at least every hour, all day. Awwww.... it's good for him, anyway, and fun to do. He gets very muddy, but I've put his dog pillow into an old duvet cover that I can wash every few days so the house doesn't turn into a mud bath. Couldn't live without a dawgie!
Off shopping with C3 shortly. He is doing work experience for the next 6 months in the legal department of Adidas. And yes, they DO get discounts....
Whoa, Daffs, that's a LORRA cats! But amazingly, they all look quite sleek and well fed. Good for them!
((((Tubs))) Sorry, we crossed in the post this morning. Sending you lots of supportive vibes for this week. No wonder you don't want to go back!! I second what Sluggie and Dragon said----you should definitely let the line know about the poor treatment. Rudeness is never called for, and failing to observe gluten free could make someone very sick! It's hard to complain when you feel so vulnerable, so feel your way, but if nobody tells, it will never get better.
On a happier note, mini-Tubs must be in seventh heaven! And captain to boot! Life doesn't get much better You must all be sooo proud of him!
Dragon, sorry, we must have passed in the air flying opposite directions. But your professional take (along with Sludge's) on things like Tubs' situation helps us all. How's HWMBT today? Hope the cold is on the retreat now.
Sluggie, hope you managed to get your stroll in as well as your sludge. At this time of year going out can be a matter of dodging the showers....
Podds, the response of that teacher was an OUTRAGE! I hope you both confronted her and reported her, because that's a great way to put a kid off the whole thing for good. Nobody who has the courage to ask for help should EVER get that kind of response. As for people torturing puppies.....I hope they have had some 'negative consequences' as a result. It's too sickening to even think about.
Monty sends a cheerful grin to all his fans. He has lovely rather floppy ears, and when he's waking up he shakes his head hard from side to side and you can ear his ears flap...sure sign it's morning! And he's a real cuddle bug. If you've been stroking him, and you stop, he gives you a little nudge with his nose to remind you not to leave this important work undone He does have one bad habit, though: when someone arrives, Monty expects to be greeted front and centre, and if he's not he will nip, just a little bit, to remind people he's there and needs to be acknowledged! He doesn't do it to hurt, but it startles people, and Mr C now gets nervous if Monty approaches him. (He absolutely adores Mr C and therefore wants him to say hello every time he comes into the room.) We are trying hard to break him of this habit, but for the moment the safe course is to put him in another room when someone arrives...
Meldy is at work already, I guess. It really can't be easy juggling such changeable hours. But it's horrible when the alarm crashes into a deep sleep, leaves you feeling off balance for hours. (Hope you cope better with it than I usually do!
Sluggie, what a noble effort with SM. I guess she 's never been an easy person (who is??) and ageing often exaggerates that. But even if she can't tell you, she will really have appreciated everything you did. Losing a sibling must be very isolating. Just sorry about your night, and entirely agree that in future a little more privacy would make things easier!!! Hope you can rest up now. Also many vibes for your friend----it sounds as if there are still anxious days ahead. xx
Spence, your halo is blinding me, could you turn down the voltage just a bit? You deffo deserve it, though. What a huge comfort and reassurance to your dad to have you there, both to help him communicate and to make him feel protected. Glad the outcome seems to be good. I know what you mean about him suddenly getting old: had the same thing with our parents.
Dragon, glad you're feeling better, but oh dear---it must be disconcerting to have HWMBT suddenly taking such a gloomy view of life! I trust it will pass over. Oh, and Mr C isn't bad really----he does almost everything else except cook, so I'll settle! (I'm still working on the cooking, though!
Nice little chug this morning. Absurdly slow and only half an hour but I am determined not to get hurt again this time. It just feels so good to do it. And Monty is slowly learning to give back the ball: when he lived with other dogs they were faster than him, so on the rare occasions he managed to get the ball, he kept it! Now it's dawning on him that if he give it back I'll throw it again Mr C is taking C3 and me out for lunch: a little cafe in the village has just be redone so we will go and admire the new decor. Rock 'n' roll!
Aww, Podds, you always come up with a practical solution to every problem! Hope you managed to get in your run or swim, whichever you decided on.
DL, as Podds has kindly sorted your problem, your return home should be greeted with delight. Or something
Meldy, if you re-examine my post I think you will see that 'housework' and 'nice day' are used in the same combination and 'head', 'brick wall' and 'stop'!!
Hope Mr Daffs and Daddy Spence both came through their medical trials with good results.
Trip to the vet successful: all jabs jabbed, all animals well though Monty has put on a couple of pounds so I need to stop giving him doggie biscuits Very lucky really though that they are so healthy. Nice trip to the shops with C3 who is MAKING DINNER FOR ME. You can hardly imagine what a red-letter day this is. Mr C has many virtues, but he does not cook. Not at all. Not ever. Example: I arrived home after a 20- hour flight from China, following on a tough 6 day negotiating session, to find everyone sitting in the sitting room waiting for me to make tea. So having C3 make dinner (and it's a nice one, with mushrooms and spinach and passata and garlic and onions) is a GREAT treat!!
Hopefully with four more days to regain your strength that PB will materialise, Meldy!
Pippi, hurrah for Pipette. Even if she didn't get the job, she obviously stormed the interview, and got some very useful feedback, so I'd rank that a success. Sorry the knee is still carp, but you're right to go with how it feels. xx
Aww, Spence, I think you deserve to win Daughter of the Year! Everyone will really appreciate your going along tomorrow. Hope it goes well for your father,
Good Lord, Podds, you sound like the lull at work (if there was one!) is definitely over. Hope tomorrow isn't really quite such a crack-of-dawn effort, you need some sleep too!
((((Mr Daffs)))) Barium is, indeed, one of the least tasty drinks ever invented Hope the results are reassuring.
Nice day with lots of housework (the sort of thing you're glad you did, once you've done it!) and a nice outing and lunch with C3. Tomorrow he and I will take Monty and Heineken to the V-E-T for the annual jabs. Monty won't care in the least, but Heineken will have to be trapped in a bedroom, seized by C3, and lowered headfirst into the upended cat carrier that I will be holding at the ready. (If you put her in feet first, she just spread-eagles and you can't get her in!) Such larks.