L threatens to get up at six so that she can get into work early. I don’t like the sound of that and offer to take the dogs out instead. Win win situation, an extra half hour in bed with L and a pleasant amble with the boys... MD’s always pleasant for me, well nearly always.
The two other dogs we meet this morning are both mysteriously forced to cross over to the other side of the road by their owners. Anybody would think we had a reputation. The result is, however, a pleasant morning stroll.
A good day all round really, as its pub lunch day today as well.
Ah, then it’s the dog club committee meeting which promises to be well fiery and looking at the size of the agenda, could potentially go on all night.
First I drop the boys off at my parents’, so that they can spend the evening exercising my father, although it’s supposed to be the other way around.
The meeting doesn’t disappoint either in fieriness or length, unfortunately.
(Thursday 15th September)
That First Night Out
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