Have you, like me, resolved to retain your perfection into the New Year?
Or do you, like the grumpy Grey Gizz and my Granny, have resolutions to implement.
If his exercisingmore entailed taking a hike and never coming back I would be the happiest Pitty in paradise.
It’s unlikely to happen though.
He knows only too well what side his bread is buttered on cuddling in with Granny every night.
There again maybe that’s why he such a mean nasty tempered old goat. That might improve if she cuts the wine and snacks in half and sleeps better.
Wishing y’all ever happiness.
Remain resolute and dedicated to me and my mantra of living life to the fullest. Oh and if you haven’t got one yet get a dog even it’s an old stinker like Scooby.
Ma has been inspired by the oft seen cover of SPARE to take up close photos of Jaws and me.
Of course having just recently been chez le coiffeur I look amazing while Jaws looks a tad sad.
Not only is the SPARE giving rise to portraiture at our kennel he is also in my mothers dreams.
This is the most recent. It’s a mix between the Tudor Twelve Days of Christmas that we watched yet again, Escape to the Château DIY show and the fact that the Bless This House sign at the tearoom fell of the wall yesterday and broke into two piece.
H@M are on set in a program where a very old castle is being restored by an old man who is an English historian. H is told to hold this very old chimney mantle that’s carved from very dark wood. He drops it and it shatters into pieces. The historian goes bonkers and starts yelling at him. Meanwhile M smiles her smile but as is the case in dreams you know she’s thinking it’s time to leave this show.
Interpret as you will but isn’t it amazing the details you can remember from your slumbers.
I was sitting warming my butt by the space heater yesterday morning when Ma utters the precious words « let’s go Scoob ».
I couldn’t believe my ears.
So off we went into the big blue yonder singing along to U105.
We took a hard stop just before the turn for the tearoom and she swung me into a new beauty salon called wait for this Top-Knots.
They specialize in curly canines especially those who go for groomers.
You know what it was AWESOME. I loved it and I was as good as gold and am all set for the new year with a beautiful tartan scarf that Robbie Burns would be proud of.
I even got a before and after on Top-Knots website. Don’t I look gorgeous, handsome and some pup and guess what?
When we got home we found the technicians had been to our house and our heating was back in operation!
Yesterday we did a hair raising amount of cooking.
That’s one way to keep warm.
First we boiled the Turkey carcass for hours and made stock. It was roughly the size of an ostrich so we needed our biggest pot. It’s like a caldron no offense to the cook!!
Once it was deemed done Ma peeled all the good bits of the bones. That was fun as Jaws and me got some bits that fell by the wayside.
We proceeded to make copious quantities of soup that will keep us going till spring and then Turkey satay
and then Turkey curry and when that was all done we made scones.
Joint publication called for today disaster has befallen us!
You know there is a line in an old song that goes « the Christmas we get we deserve »? Well we must have done some horrible things because our Christmas was unbelievable.
Shortly after Santa stopped and left us our toys under the tree our heating stopped working.
Everyone tried to stop and restart it but to no avail. Gave us some exercise though running up and down to the basement.
We turned on the gas fire but it is literally hot air.
Since the house was warm we weren’t immediately cold especially as the oven was on and pots were boiling to make our Turkey dinner.
We called the people who installed the system during summer and their emergency number too but no one answered or returned our call.
Only one company Atlas Butler were able to send a technician on Christmas Day. Hats off to them.
He arrived two hours ahead of schedule at six pm and diagnosed the problem. It will require parts that need to be ordered and that will need to come through the warranty.
Fortunately our neighbors Karen and Mike had two space heaters they loaned us as the bros expedition to find stores open to buy some was fruitless.
Karen and Mike and Denise and her Mike offered us rooms at their inns but we felt it better to stay home and monitor the situation.
Since it’s still -18C outside we have all the taps dripping.
Dad spent the night on the sofa guarding the fire while we dogs worked hard keeping our humans warm.
It’s a little challenging at first to find the good in all this except when you do begin to think about it you realize how fortunate you are that you have kind neighbors and each other and power and gas and clothes and blankets and food and so much that so many don’t have at all
We were slightly concerned that given the weather conditions Santa may have had some issues.
He’s the main man though and he made it.
He even brought Jaws presents. She’ll no doubt be showing them off to you soon!
I should get more than her shouldn’t I because I’m always good.
Ma says that it’s not about brownie points Christmas is all about love. Even if you’re naughty and you chew up stuff you still get goodies on one condition……..
All you need to do is believe and be about your business!
We have moved on from Austen to Dickens in the British Classic TV binge watching epic.
Funny though how all the same people pop up.
Jane Bennett has been reincarnated as David’s dear Mama. Sweet that she’s always so sweet but that’s not the funniest thing.
David’s Auntie Betsy Trotwood is really Lady Violet the Dowager Countess from Downton Abbey and wait for this…………
Mrs Micawber is no one other than the dear departed Queen from the Crown.
Now if I wasn’t a very very very smart Scoob I might have been just a little confused but a change of costume can’t fool a cocky canine like me!!!!
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