He’s completely totalled his squeaky bear, ripping holes in it and pulling out the stuffing. I tried to repair it but he wasn’t having it and ripped more holes in it. Poor little bear.
Category Archives: Drax The Destroyer
Wannabe Rambo, Awesome Dog Chews & Proper English Cream Tea
Obviously these days the barbarianism has taken over and people are doing whatever the hell they like with their tea and scones, being all rebellious and shit and thinking they’re cool or hip, or some such nonsense,
Chewing Solution?
Bear and I have decided to use a water pistol for the fence post issues. Nothing else seems to be working and he’s visibly damaged one of the fence posts already.
Old Clothes, Old Memories & Offensive Bedding
I’m pretty certain 80’s chic is not a thing and I don’t need him starting a retro trend, it’s bad enough that Hammer pants have made a comeback here in the Netherlands.
Pup Insanity, A Vet Visit & Out Of Date Dairy
“Stop eating my bloody bike, you little ratbag.!” We can’t put them anywhere else unfortunately and I don’t see why we should. He needs to learn to leave stuff alone.
Five Days Too Many, Changing The Rules & Safety Measures
Yesterday Bear spent most of the afternoon drilling into the patio to fix metal fence post holders, to put a fence with a gate across the bottom of the patio. Pup got brave and came off the patio and went down to the next step towards the garden.
Plague, GEDcoms & An Intelligent Puppy
Over the past few days I’ve been working on and trying to sort out my GEDcom files for my genealogy. A distant relative on my father’s side asked for a copy if I had one (which I do) and when I checked I realised it badly needed updating as it hadn’t been done since 2014.
Causing Harm, Total Isolation & Being The Last To Know
Last night I called my eldest son back after missing two of his calls and spent just over 4 hours chatting and entertaining him with tales of the mad pup.
5am, Dead Birds & Mascarpone Cheese
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.?
Puppy Talk, Mummy Nostalgia & Being A Princess
I still remember him in that outfit, so tiny and so lovely and now he’s a dark humoured, sarcastic cynic who hates everyone and everything and has commitment issues.
