Evening friends, hope you’re in the warm. Well, a strange old day today. I was so bored this morning that I was reduced to pulling Lad’s Gold Distinction Certificate off the cupboard in the kitchen, then ripped bits off and spat it on the floor. To be honest, it’s been blu- tacked on the cupboard door for four years and it’s well overdue for coming down. Lad has never received another one of these, so I imagine that’s why they keep it up there.
So yes, I was bored this morning. Very cold overnight, and still loads of snow on the ground so I didn’t hang about in the garden. He had to go into work very early to shovel snow. Lad and Young Lad were very disappointed to find their schools were open Despite The Snow, and took some encouraging to get going at 6.30am. She very nobly offered to drive them around, to save being on a bus for an hour, or walking. They didn’t seem appreciative. It took a very long time to drive all over the place, dropping boys and friends at schools, and She had to pop in somewhere to refuel. By the time She got home there was a blizzard coming down. I had spent this time asleep on Lad’s bed, which is what Lad had wanted to do. Blow me down, readers – no sooner had She got in and had a cup of tea, than the messages came to say schools were shutting and could She drive back to pick them up. She laughed gaily at this. Then got back in the bldycar.
The downside to all this driving, friends, was that there was ample time for listening to the Hits of the 70s Cd. (new readers will have no idea what this is all about). Our walk, when I FINALLY got one this afternoon, was marched to “Jolene” by Dolly Parton. Not easy to walk in time to that in several inches of snow.
So, when Lad and Young Lad were eventually brought home, they were very amused to find that someone had pulled the lights off the Christmas tree. They have no idea whether it was Gingercat or me that did it, and my lips are sealed. So are Gingercat’s. We made a pact. However, there was some consternation about Lad’s certificate being torn up as they felt this was a Personal Slur. Rubbish. I was bored.
Had a reasonable walk, though it was very cold on my paws again. The Weekend Vomit was still there and not completely covered by snow, but She kept me on the lead. I tried to pull her down the slope towards it – it would have been so funny if She’d fallen over, but sadly there was too much slush. If I’d waited another hour, it would have been sheet ice and She wouldn’t have stood a chance. I tried to accelerate round a corner coming back up the hill, too, on what looked like a really icy bit – reader, I tried so hard to pull her over. I’ll try again tomorrow. I’m cross because there was some grumbling about clearing up the garden in the deep snow – I explained to you the other day, that a Hard Frost is a Good Thing when they’re out there with the little black bags, but Snow is not, as you can’t tell “what lies beneath” or some such rubbish. For goodness’ sake.
Dishwasher duty was lovely tonight, as a ‘good,warming roast’ was in order and so there was loads of gravy, stuffing and cauliflower cheese sauce on the plates. I was VERY determined to stand my ground on the dishwasher door as they loaded and it took a lot of pushing to get me off. It’s cold. I’m hungry. Still no sign of the chocolates for the Christmas Tree – I do hope they remember soon. I had a brilliant time, last year, getting those off. They even set up the ipad to film what I did when they went out – so as well as climbing up the tree and pulling the chocolates off, I also put my nose on the lens of the ipad. Which was the equivalent of two fingers.
Let’s hope that the pavements are more icy on our walk tomorrow, readers. Nudge nudge, wink wink. I’ll let you know. It’ll be so funny if I manage to pull her over.
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jo-leeene
I’m begging of you please don’t take my man…… (you singing it now?)
Bye for now,
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