I'm sorry to get a giggle out of your domestic strife Nora, but really...when are you and the hubby going to start your own reality TV show?
I'm sorry to get a giggle out of your domestic strife Nora, but really...when are you and the hubby going to start your own reality TV show?
I'm still a work in progress.
Currently working on: World Domination
Nah. It's a two up, two down lol. We bought the house with a crap (and generally unusable) 'lean to' so we pulled it down and did a proper job. However, we have a back yard (terraced housing) and so it's not a full conservatory so it doesn't feel right calling it one? It's at the back of the house and it's south facing so it gets all the sun - hence 'Sunroom'.
Update on the hound...I hope the vet visit wasn't too expensive and that your husband will soon be on the mend after his castration...
She responded very well to hearing the word 'vet'. Liquid @ass and barfing miraculously dried up from the moment that Hubs rang the vets so a visit wasn't required. (I'm not even joking!)
She's been on the chicken and rice ever since and is doing fine.
No idea what caused it but she's a bugger for munching my plants? I don't think I have anything that's toxic to dogs but I'll have to double check!
Could be worse... my lad messaged me yesterday to say that they all have Norovirus..There's nowt worse than shovelling sh*t and puke, canine or human!
A thought is harmless unless we believe it.
It wasn't that he wouldn't clean it up Len - it was more of a case of making a big thing of it instead of just getting on with it, you know? He knows where the cleaning cupboard is. I was cranky because things like this means that routine goes out the window, and I need him to be steady in these situations...
I wonder if he's lived with me too long?
A thought is harmless unless we believe it.
Cast iron guts?! Maybe your lurcher wasn't so lucky?!
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