Good morning Bloggets. Well, the little fella and Hub stayed
at their hotel, Hub arrived about ten in the evening and he called me. He said
that LF was a little excited or anxious, tail spinning and sniffing everything.
Hub whilst I was on the phone got LF to lay next to him but LF kept putting his
head in Hubs hands, stretching right up to be with his Daddy. Hub fed him at
the office an took him for the toilet there. He was with a close colleague who
is a great guy, but sadly the colleague wasn’t staying at the same hotel as
Hub. In fact, I think there were thirty of the heads all over the place. I said
it would be good to get everyone in the same hotel not only you would get a
discount, but it would mean you were all together. But Hub said that people
drop out all of the time, so a lot of money would be wasted. Hub didn’t book
till the last minute and they all do the same. Never mind he said the hotel
staff were fantastic. He said there was bits of paper everywhere. Haha. On
pillows bottom of the bed on the desk and drawers as well as on the walls. He
said everywhere he went a bit of paper would fall, so I guess he has done his exercise
for the day? All that bending down picking up.
Well, it’s a worry when in a strange hotel, as when at home
the rare occasion our dogs may need to go out during the night, we can do this
with ease. Not in a hotel, but after talking to Hub this morning, I learned
that the LF was great. No mess no chewed carpets perfectly behaved. So proud of
him. See, my Wagga would be perfect in a hotel, in the room that is, but once I
ask her to find anything, heck… hahaha. Em. Not sure where we would end up.
I don’t know what time they are due home tonight, but I
think after eight. I think Waggatail will be so happy to see her little fella,
though at least last night she had her own little bed. The other night I had
not even got up the stairs when I heard the bells of LF and Waggs crying in that
pathetic way she does. I came back down stairs and he was laying across her
same as the night before. Hub had to get him off poor Waggs was buried under
him. She is so soft and won’t tell him to get in his own bed.
Well, this morning I woke to some fantastic emails from a
lovely Blogget I just loved reading. She should write books. Gosh her lifestyle
is simply amazing. The country she lives in she said you can’t leave your windows
open if you are not in the house or monkeys will climb in and pinch food. The
parent monkeys push the babies through the small gaps and once in, the monkeys go
into the bathrooms and squeeze the toothpaste from the tubes and empty the
other lotions all over the place. Oh I love them… Also they come into the
garden and steal the vegetables so the Husband has made a garden just for the
animals hoping that they will leave their garden alone. The house she was
telling me about a house that looks over to a forest. Just beautiful.
I can’t wait to go on our holiday, we have our own pool, so
no need to worry about bumping into anyone. Oh it will be so good. And at the
bottom of the garden is a gate right onto the beach, so Hub and I will be able
to take a walk along there on our own, because where it is, there is no car
park nearby so apparently, there are no tourists visit that part of the beach. Just
so lovely. Oh, I wish it was now, but I guess it gives us a summer to look
forward to going? Hub is off next week; I so wish we could take a walk along an
empty beach. It would have to be empty, imagine us two, walking along, hand in
hand, “Oo’oo’oops!”
Tripping over a sun bather, taking a family’s picnic across
the beach and flying through the air landing on a child’s pride and joy of a
sand castle. Hahahaha. Then we would have the problem of finding our way off
the beach. I guess if you go one way, the sea is a bit of a clue which way not
to go, but there is not always paths off the beach sometimes you have to walk
for ages to find the gap to get off.
One day, one day please enough sight just to be able to do
simple things that sighted people do without a second thought? Next week when
Hub is off work. I wonder if we should try to do something different? God knows
though what and where we would end up?
Talking of ending up, I’m on my way out soon. Will get the
Wagging one ready with her leash, harness, different collar as she has a play
one and a work one. A doggy bag and a treat for when she finds what I need her
to find. I have a dog run with my name on it, and it’s been raining, so the
joys… I’m shocked at how many people who are blind don’t pick up their doggy
doodles. Why? I can understand and empathise that it is so difficult, but we
got a dog run so they only do their business in one part of the garden, if you
don’t want to get a joiner to make one for you, gather your plant pots and form
a wall and put your dog in that space, it’s amazing how they get used to going
in the same place. My son has watched Wagga playing in the garden and then
popping off to go to the toilet, then coming back out to play. It’s so cute. As
for picking it up? Well, I know this isn’t a nice subject, but honestly, some
people will not have thought about doing this, but we use those disposable gloves.
A large bag in one hand and a glove on the other, so yes, we feel for it, pick
up and put in the bag. Then a bucket of water with proper pet disinfectant and
a brush. We even have shoes in a bag we wear for the joyful occasion. And we
keep all of these things in our garden in a large plastic box with a lid, you
know the kind you buy to store things in? They are waterproof as long as you
make sure you properly seal the lid on pushing it closed.
I have just combed Wagga, getting loads of hair off her and taking
a tip from a lady who is in a group I’m in, I leave the dog hair for the birds
to make nests. It’s a great tip. Then I wipe her with a chamois leather cloth,
because she is black, she comes out really shiny.
Well as my Son watches the Tennis of ladies groaning smile,
I shall go now, wish me luck as we go on an adventure? Oh before I go, must
tell you what my son is buying? A Hawaiian skirt, necklace and a head band…..
For his holidays I may add. They are having a fancy dress night and another
night where they are all wearing dreadful shirts. Scary thing is, his bad taste
shirt, I kind of like it? Smile until later with love.
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