Puppy Power

I’m in the car, so naturally someone breaks down on the A52 and makes me late for work. Oh for a bike.

I’m not on it so that I can get the weekly shopping and make it to early dog training tonight. Where someone showcases a new puppy and naturally it acts like one of those ultraviolet fly trap things, on the women that is. Puppy power. This keeps three-quarters of the class occupied whilst us boys get some quality training time in on the vacated equipment.

Wonder if they’ll lend me that puppy... It's a bit soon for us to get another one and unfortunately they grow up. Well fortunately in some ways, at least they stop chewing things or digging up the garden. Eh MD? Wonder if he’ll ever grow out of barking?

(Monday 18th October)

Spooky

I hate driving to work. Someone had broken down on the A52 this morning. The ensuing traffic jam made sure it took me an hour and a quarter to get to work. Well, at least I got another disc of John Grisham done.

When I get home, I know I have two things to remember. One, to take something out of the freezer for tea. Done. Two... oh yes, Son, remember to bring Son down to the college for his presentation. He's won an award for being a swot or something. We are proud parents. So I best remember him, it wouldn't really work without him.

As his lecturer presents him with his prize I notice how spookily alike the two of them are. It’s scary and I have photos to prove it.

After all that excitement, I decide to skip dog training and delight the dogs by taking them on the park instead. Suppose it's a bit like when you were a kid and you turned up for school only to find that someone had burnt it down, so all lessons were off.

As it’s now mid evening, the weather is cooling off but still they return with tongues dragging on the floor. That’ll be the last we hear of them tonight.