Is it really Thursday?
I tend to lose track of the days now, but I THINK it's Thursday.
James has packed up and left for his apartment, in the hope that the boiler man will actually have the requisite part when he turns up today.
I've had a mad dash around the house, cleaning up and tidying.
The pups are settled for their first sleep of the day. They have been pretty well behaved so far - although it IS only 9.30!!!
It was encouraging to note yesterday that both Charles and James are using the same commands as I do for the pups now. At least this will add some consistency to their training programme.
To be honest, we didn't have a brilliant night last night. Admittedly the problems began when James came in and, even though he was dead quiet, his presence disturbed the sleeping pups and they took a good while to settle properly again. So, although we all turned in for the night at about 10.30, it was midnight before the girls decided to do the same. I got up a couple of times to them, but only to tell them to get back to bed and eventually they decided to oblige. They don't get any fuss or cuddles at all during the night so that they don't start to think it's fun to be awake in the small hours.
I'm going to have a chat with the vet later today to find out about having the pups spayed. I think Dannymatt is right, the sooner we get them sorted the better!

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