Urgh.! Why am I always the one to get up at 5am.? Seems I’m the only one who can actually handle these rude awakenings at an ungodly hour, so I get the dawn callings to see to the pup. Bear puts the alarm on and then nudges me awake to do pup duty instead of getting his ass out of bed himself… then spends the day yawning and going on about how tired he is… like I’m not.! Grr.! I’ve woken the past few mornings with a splitting headache, feeling washed out and dehydrated and irritable as all hell.
The kids turned up yesterday for the week, as it’s now the May half term holidays (still no idea when they’re going back to school), and of course started to get the dog all wound up and excitable… after he’d just gotten back from a 45 minute walk. The boy child was told immediately to stop with the stupid high-pitched baby voice he uses when talking to the dog, it irritates the crap out of me, I’m not surprised the dog bites him, I would too if I could get away with it.!
The girl child of course finds it highly amusing to torment the pup with his squeaky bear toy and blankets… not sure she’ll do it again after he, while racing from garden to living room like a rocket, threw himself onto the sofa where she was sitting, nipped at her feet and ran off again. It made her yelp and me and Bear laugh. Serves her right.
Pup does seem a little calmer these days, he has his moments as all pups do, but he seems to be a little less excitable in general and not as bitey as he used to be. Next week he has his 12 week vaccination, which means he can be socialised with other dogs. Not that I think he’ll be very sociable. He backs away from other dogs as soon as he sees them when out on walks and when he sees them passing the front window when he’s indoors he growls and gets all defensive.
He doesn’t like pigeons and magpies either. He’ll happily sit and watch the sparrows and blue tits bathing in the dirt and pecking at the brick pillars between the fence panels, but as soon as a pigeon lands he goes nuts and starts barking and growling at it and barks in the direction it goes when it flies away. He almost had a magpie the day before yesterday. It was stood on the top of the neighbours fence and he was lying in front of the garden wall in the sunshine.
The magpie hopped over onto the wall above him and then down onto the patio about a metre in front of him. He didn’t bark and didn’t growl, instead he got up quietly and carefully, watching it and then full on pounced. It saw him at the last second and took flight and almost lost a tail feather. He barked like crazy as it flew away. I hope it won’t be that daft again, I had enough dead bird ‘gifts’ when I had a cat.
Today is day 42 of lockdown… and I haven’t killed anyone yet… I’d say that was quite an accomplishment. Mascarpone cheese is bloody hard to come by… nowhere around here has it… anyone got an explanation for that.? I only wanted a little to make a tomato and mascarpone pasta last night, but none of our local supermarkets had any left and wouldn’t be getting any in, as they couldn’t get it. I blame Turkey, they’ve probably commandeered all imports of the stuff for themselves… greedy buggers.! Plenty of disinfectant… for the record.
The dog is currently racing like a loon around a slippery patio in the rain… sliding around on his butt and side getting covered in dirt and rain water and making a beeline for the house, much to Bear’s and the kids’ entertainment. Guess who’s cleaning the floor.? Yeah, not me.!
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