... little ******s this morning!
They've decided to reinstate the 'Let's see how much water we can slop over the side of our bowl if we drag it around the floor' game and have discovered a new one involving tugging the ironing board from the place where it is neatly stashed away and getting it to the point where it is just abut to topple over. Additionally, the curtains in their room are now providing entertainment as the pups are trying to swing from them and, once they get tired of that, they've discovered that if they climb onto the leather chair, they can ALMOST reach their treat box which is kept on the windowsill. It's just a matter of time before they work out that if one pup stands on top of the other, they will manage to reach the object of their desire. I will, however, be putting a stop to that by finding another safe place for the treat box.
I have the feeling that this could be a very long day!

"Who is number 1?"
ReplyDelete"I am number 2!...You are number 6!"
"I am not a number! I am a human being!"
As you leave 'The Village", keep an eye out in the rear view mirror for a large white balloon type thing blowing along as if on speeded-up film...
It has been a bit like a cross between the TV series and the film!
ReplyDeleteDon't forget that Morpeth holds a special place in Sue's heart, having lived there for her secondary school years before she set off for Oxford where she met me, eventually. Now that is a story in itself! Meeting me that is!
We've still got mountains of snow scattered around the village. They are shrinking rapidly but compared with Blyth Longfram is still in the ICE AGE and you half expect a woolly mammoth to lumber out behind one of the snow mountains and block the road!
I'll try to keep up to date with the blog when I'm down in London visiting BETT. I'm going with a good colleague of mine. Last year we had an interloper who had tagged along. I know she's a regular reader here SO - I'll miss you little interloper even if Paul doesn't!
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