Monday, December 04, 2006

A bit saucy

As we were walking out of prison yesterday morning, Jez, the musician I'd been in with, turned to me and said, 'Do you like dead animals?'
'Um, pardon?'
'Do you like looking at dead animals?'
'Um.'
'Or rather half a dead animal with its guts spilling out.'
I decided that it wasn't me; this conversation wasn't making any sense.

It turned out that a dolphin had been washed up on Pobbles, a local beach.

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It's now possible to buy bottles of sauce for dogs. Maybe it's been available in your country for a long time but it's a new thing here. Harvey has dry food and, even though he loved it when he first had it, he's not very keen on it now. We've been mixing it with 'wet' food to encourage him to eat it but with his limited exercise it means we've got to be careful or he'll put on weight.


'No, Harvey, that is the reason .......... No, it's not that we're mean and stingy and trying to starve you .......... You get plenty to eat - without raiding the dustbin!'

Anyway he loves the sauce. It's lip-licking good.

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Elder Son, his fiancee and her parents were down for the weekend. The wedding is planned for the spring. Over lunch yesterday, someone asked what we would do with Harvey - the wedding will be in Twickenham - and would we put him in kennels. I said we 'd get someone in to dogsit; Husband said, 'He probably won't be with us by then.'

And Harvey was in the room!

(He's in the hall now so it's all right to whisper this.)

Fortunately Harvs was too busy staring, wide-eyed and hopeful, at fiancee's dad's plate to pick up on this. I'm sure he'd have had something to say otherwise.

I think that he's been much better of late (ignoring his deafness, short-sightedness, persistent barking and incontinence). But the funny turn (mini-stroke?) he had in the early summer came out of the blue so we'll have to wait and see. And just be grateful for each day we have with him.

Even if he does grumble about - well, most things.

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My jigsaw in progress.

Bother, Blogger won't show it. You do wonder where it puts your picture when it says, 'Done', and there's no photo to be seen. Has it appeared on someone else's blog? Is it floating in virtual space waiting for a chance to make its appearance? Has it been swallowed by the Great Picture Eater in the Sky?

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well, Liz, I'll be relying on you to educate me in the ways of being mother of the groom...I shall be 2nd mother of the groom in August (as in Stepmother but we think Other Mother or Second Mother sounds nicer).

I have no idea what Blogger does with the piccies it 'loses' but it has a very large stash of mine somewhere! I'm sure the jigsaw is great but, tell me this...new parents in law to stay, visitng the prison, wiping up Harv's puddles and mixing the sauce with his dinner...where did you find time for a jigsaw this weekend?

Welshcakes Limoncello said...

I haven't seen the dog sauce here but they do sell special pasta for dogs! Oh, Harvey.. do keep on getting better. Simi has only just got to know you!

It makes me want to take a hammer to the computer when Blogger does that - or doesn't do anything - with my photos.

Anonymous said...

Get away, Harvey, that's MY sauce!

It's even got my name on t'label!!