Sometimes when I accidentally on purpose injure the PIT I start to worry.
I’m not worrying about her but I’m worrying about what Ma and Dad might think of me and the consequences.
I couldn’t care less if the hound hit the dust but if Ma stopped loving me there may be no more walks and if Dad got cross he might cut out the bologna.
Maybe I should stop keeping the THING in check. It’s impacting my mental health!!
Snow sure is pretty but see when the moon shines on it, it sure has a habit of waking you up in the middle of the night.
We were tossing and turning for a while so when we did get back to sleep we didn’t wake up till past seven. Now the sun is up and there is not a cloud in the sky.
During our wide awake moonlit meandering we started to worry about burst pipes at the tearoom.
Was it going to get cold enough for the pipes to freeze? Well it is frigid.
So the outcome is that Ma talked to Dad just now and they are going to come get me after church and go up to the ancient barrack.
So I am happy and I know that Ma will able to sleep better tonight if she gets to leave her taps dripping and is not concerned about floods.
Ma had a great birthday yesterday! I loved her lots and she got cards and presents and was all happy and smiley.
Add to that the gift from above of 12 deer in the yard when we went for our trot and then snow in abundance that showed off our little residual Christmas lights and she was well pleased. Loves snow does Ma!
She said that it’s hard to believe that she is 64.
Seems many year ago when the famous Beetles song was released people who were 64 seemed very ancient.
Now they seem youngish!
Maybe people do doggy division when they are “maturing”. She’d only be 9 in dog years!
That may be taking things to the extreme.
She says apart from the extra pounds, the odd creakiness when she gets up of a morning and the hearing loss in her right ear induced by dogs barking in it on roadtrips she feels about 24.
Now having said that she is neglecting the fact that she’d best not look in the mirror with her specs on but don’t tell her I said that.
One of those deals where Casey Jones woke us at 5:00 and then we rolled over and next thing you know it was 7:00 and then it’s trash day so we had to rush to get that done and wouldn’t you know the trash people came early so we were huffing and puffing and just about made it to meet auntie Denise.
WHEW!
When we came home Ma started to get plates and cups and napkins and cutlery ready for her Lily Circle tonight and then she got to consolidating all the mounds of such material that we have in our garage for parties and almost two hours later she has time to type for me.
Anyway there is nothing that makes her happier than putting order among our chaos!
Precious Peeps its Pits Perfect here, who else would you expect on Valentines but your very own PRINCESS.
Unlike the stinking Gizz my youthful heart is full of love and affection.
The encounter with Bo a few days ago got it really racing.
He is so tall, dark and handsome and I know he has a soft spot for me even though he plays it cool.
I think I’ll pull Granny in his direction again this morning just in the hope his Ma might go to work late.
If we don’t see him I’ll leave him a little message on his mailbox so he knows I passed by.
Hope you have someone to dream of dating on this special occasion if not just have a snooze and stay well clear of those with grey hair types like Scooby!