Dogsit

Maybe there is something to this karma stuff?

Maybe the universe does have its own unique way of balancing things out? Following two of the worst days of my working life, I’ve had two of the easiest - although, maybe they were easy by comparison?

There’s a lot of maybes already in this blip. Clearly more questions will be raised in this instalment than answered. Well, maybe…

My parents were off to visit Holehird Gardens today and asked if I would mind dogsitting for a few hours. Gucci was subsequently deposited with me along with some treats, a leopard print collar/lead/bowtie combo and some poo bags. We growled at each other for a bit before sniffing each other’s butts and sharing the treats. One of us later utilised one of the poo bags. 

It was quite nice having some doggy company (I said “dog-gy”) throughout the day, we took a walk and I think we made quite the striking pair on our riverside perambulation, I in my shades and limited edition converse, Gucci panting along beside me in her bowtie. I might borrow the lead for my next walk with the Youngest, at the very least it might stop her cocking her leg up on lampposts…

With it being a good drying day, I was sure to get loads of washing done. Gucci assisting by licking herself, eating cheese and keeping the washing machine in line through a judicious amount of shouting/barking. 

I do remain tempted to get a dog, the children would be so chuffed, but equally I know that I am prone to impulse and that something that may seem like a good idea now…….etc. y’know: a bit like having children? I know the trouble I’ve had trying to get them into a rescue shelter!

A dog in the house? I dunno, maybe…..