CHARLIE

Charlie is my Mums dog....weirder than a week of Wednesdays..but very sweet and in a strange way only a mother can love....cute.

Mum came over today...she left Grumpy ole Grandad at home. The Kids had to go out for awhile so it was just her and I for quite time to just sit and natter....especially fabulous as she was relaxed I think because she had just had her ears specially cleaned so she could hear and respond and not just look vacant and nod.

For some reason its been hotter than an oven today ...not much fun to go out in...even the kids came back early to slug down gallons of water.

Rumi got a clipping within an inch of his life.....there is a huge bag of fur waiting to be put in the garbage...such a pity...I wonder if it could be washed and spun.......I could have a Rumi jumper or scarf (better the scarf seeing as i'm rubbish at knitting) how soft and lovely would that be.

Foot getting better every day...still cant run any marathons (yikes!) though.


“It's weird not to be weird.”
- John Lennon