Pedal you have changed profile pic 4 times in this blog, I'm getting confused. As I type this, you are a cat or kitten - cute, anyway. No idea what you will be by the time I hit the Post Comment button.
She'll be closer than velcro when you get back but long run, it will be the best thing that she gets used to you vanishing occasionally.
Friend of mine has a Yorkie that hides under her pillow and howls from the time she leaves the house to the time she gets back. But Yorkies apparently are a little prone to stuff like that.
Molly, yay, official adoption! The shelter waived the trial period because she was down in Cornwall and was moving to Scotland.
16 hours it took to drive up. She barked the whole way she insisted she needed the loo the whole way she flung herself to the limit of her safely belt the whole way
I'm truly sorry to do this but I am going to delete that comment because that picture is awful. Do feel free to post on the blog, it is the picture, not the comment, that I am deleting, it is making me feel ill.
The camera suddenly loved me on Wednesday, I took about 12 selfies and only had to delete 4 We are back to our usual hate-hate relationship again, though. In other words pics look like me again.
Oh I know you're struggling to think of something polite to say. But she has a lovely personality.
Okay she doesn't. But my cousin works for the dog shelter and asked me to take her because she was difficult to place. She hates dogs, children, and anyone who needs a walking stick. Oh, and skateboards, postmen, anyone who points and laughs, and, okay, the whole world. But she doesn't mind cats. I had a cat, no other dogs, no children, no-one in my life on a walking stick, never ride a skateboard, and was, my cousin said, perfect for her.
Reject, hmm. I am interested in most people, but I do lose interest when they say something that proves their minds are set in stone, filled with mud or slime or grime, or they are completely selfish and out for number one at whatever cost to others.
Until then, I enjoy talking to all ages, all types, all persuasions, no matter what race, religion or creed.
Yup, Call's right. And that's impressively tidy, as well.
I can get out the door for work without slap because I am fortunately employed for my stupendous brain rather than my fabulous albeit mature looks, but a date? Takes me half an hour just to give myself an estimate for the plastering and paintwork.
So generally looks like I struck out for the next 4 years, because although I did get one private message saying yes, I suspect it was not entirely genuine
Chrome's private reply was a hoot but not to be published
Another message was rather nice and held out some hope if I could just be patient. Not an option but hey, better luck next time. I want it all, and I want it now.
This was FUN, and it's been a fun day. For those women everywhere who made serious proposals and got accepted, live long and prosper, and may you always be as happy as you are today.
Waiting to hear from the dog-sitter
Molly, people say dogs take after their owners so you are painting a good picture there.Mine was 7 when I got her. All bad habits already in place, but she has mellowed under my benign influence