Ma has become obsessed with cleaning in the past few days. She’s making up for lost time and working her fingers to the bone dusting, changing beds, doing laundry all because of some Irish tradition that you have to have the house clean for new year.
We’ve been forced to keep busy with our bones to prevent death from boredom and were even subjected to a movie about them last night which was not the happiest of tales.
We’re hoping tonight we’ll all chill.
We know Ma has no big party to go to but has plans for a bottle of bubbly. Maybe we’ll have a sip too.
Hopefully she’ll be in good form tomorrow even if the forecast offers a stinky start to 2022.
In the meantime she had a little glee just now when she realized her blessing count is the past year in reverse.
Now that surely spells something special for what lies ahead!
It’s funny the way things pop up together to point your thoughts in the same direction. Just like a GPS!
This morning our auntie Lesley sent us a photo of her grand puppy who’s is visiting her in Northern Ireland. She’d travelled all the way from London for Christmas.
Next up on Facebook memories a photo of our predecessor Dibley appears on one of his memorable trips. This one was four years ago when he went to New York for a midwinter break. He’d been all over Europe that rascal and twenty states in the USA too!
Next up appears one of Dibley’s fancy dancy relative wishing us happy new year. She lives in Holland and is a champion. Dibs was of royal lineage.
The furtherest I’ve been is Texas where I was born and from whence (don’t you love when you can use old words) I was rescued by the awesome Canine Collective.
Since then I’ve not been further than Cleveland and as for it she hasn’t been further than Plain City where she was born. You could ride there on a bicycle if you fancied!
This COVID business has really rocked all our vacation plans and now with Dad hooked up to the good old O2 we won’t be far travelled.
Guess we’ll just have to sit here like Darby and Joan and get used to being jealous and watching All Creatures Great and Small and dreaming of trips to parts unknown.
To give you some perspective on my life you need to understand greed.
The nemesis just cannot be filled.
After three cups of kibble she was at the worms again this morning on our walk. Clearly that didn’t suffice.
When we got home we had a good fight and she tried to eat me until Dad hit the roof. You can tell he’s getting better because he’s shouting louder. He always takes my side. He can’t stand her. Good taste my Dad.
So Ma tries to calm the situation and give each of us our Nylas. She is concerned about Dads blood pressure.
Well Mega just can’t get along and chew her own she has to have mine too.
She steals it.
She lies on it.
Worst of all she slobbers all over it and tries to eat two bones at a time.
Fortunately I’m more interested in my guarding duties than in pet chewies!
There is series concern though about my well-being.
Pretty Pitty here! Hope your day is off to a swell start just like mine!
My Granny sent a card to the grey gizzard on my behalf as I’m still learning to pawblish myself.
Old poo face was so impressed by my tenderness he told me that since it is a day of peace and joy we should make a joint declaration of good tidings to all men. I smell a rat! He has some scheme in mind.
There is absolutely no doubt that my snout is itching with all the cooking going on around me.
There are great lickings to be had and some weird things around from different parts of the world.
Each persons gets to have their favorites.
The bro started the day with chocolate and some funny looking drink while waiting for his sausage rolls to cook. He ate them all except two which he graciously allowed Ma and Pa and me and gizz to sample!
Dad had his Indian samosas with chai tea and has some sweets and snacks waiting for later
As Ma is once again being deprived of Turkey for the sake of the bros desire to eat MEAT she is preparing her favorite veggies to remind her of home.
We’ll have another wee taste of Ireland a a bit latter too.
I’ve decided that this is indeed the most wonderful time of the year.
Mummy whispered to me this morning that we’d do just a little walk as we had to get the Christmas groceries and deliver some present.
« If you’re a good chap Scooby you can come with me and we’ll leave the screamer at home with her Nyla »
So we skipped down the road, quickly wrapped some gifts and wrote some cards and got going.
The monster was oblivious to our scheme. All she can do is chew!
I thought I better pretend to like her so Ma would take me along for the ride. She was good to her word and we had such a good time cruising and singing Christmas songs.
We jingled belled all the way.
We even saw a Rudolph.
People do things big around here.
Hopes Santa brings me some of the kibble he feeds his reindeer.
I need to beef up to tackle Miss Trouble who is still chewing her bone.