FULL OF BEANS!

That's my girls! Only figuratively of course. I think it would be extremely foolish to give the girls any real beans given their current farting levels. Pooh - the fartometer would go off the scale!
The point I am making is that the puppies are absolutely full of energy right now - all they want to do is play - and the rougher the better! The fact that Christina has just been round may have something to do with this. She has an uncanny knack of arriving in an evening, just as we're about to start the quiet games, and proceeding to get them so wound up they're almost on the ceiling then casually says, 'Goodnight' leaving us (well ME actually) to scrape them off it and get them to calm down.
Charles has clearly opted out of this part of the routine this evening. He obviously thinks that by joining Christina and I as we were lying around on the kitchen floor (don't worry - it's MY house so you just know it's going to be clean!) and lounging around a bit, giving half-hearted commands to the puppies and rolling their little blue ball occasionally, he has done his duty. Charles - you've only been at SCHOOL for goodness sake - you want to try being with these two since first thing this morning. Stamina is what is needed right now; that and giving Eastenders a miss for a night!
To top it all I've just been outside to tidy up the puppy playground and came back into the house WITH POOP ALL OVER MY BOOTS! Bad enough, but I had walked halfway across the kitchen before I spotted the poopy trail I was depositing behind me. I cleared that up with a floor wipe and the puppies immediately skidded across the wet bit leaving a nice smeary smear across the floor. Then I had to go out in the dark to try to locate what was obviously by now a very squashed pile of poop. Plus my boots have those really deep treads that poop can get stuck right into.
OH YUKKITY YUK!!