Raining Cats and Fat Dogs!

 

Hello everyone,

Welcome again to a cold and wet Monday....`nuff said, swiftly moving on.  Erm...erm, what to talk about if not the weather?

Yesterday evening just after I`d put Roman to bed, there was a huge explosion outside and did I jump!  It burned out to be no more than thunder but I can`t say I`ve ever heard it quite as loud before.  What was strange about it apart from the racket it made was the fact that we only heard it once.  Even Jim jumped up thinking it was a bomb or something, my poor nerves were shot to pieces!

                                       

We had lots of fun playing with Roman last night.  His new trick is standing on his head as me moves himself across the floor, not for him the traditional crawling, he just has to be different and he`s hilarious to watch.  The thing is that he moves backwards, hands on the floor with his little BT in the air, pushes himself back into a sitting position and the whole process starts again.  Hopefully he start to realise that there`s a much easier way of doing it but for the meantime he seems very pleased with himself.  This morning I was watching Kerry trying to dress him but Little Man had other ideas and kept moving away from her, she pulled him back and he moved away again, and so it went on.  She says it takes twice as long to dress him than it used to and I thought to myself, "Aha, now you know what it`s like...lol!"  It`s nice to be able to watch than have to struggle with what seems like an octopus, been there, done it and bought the T-shirt....lol!

                    

This morning I was lucky enough to get out with Jake while there was a break in the weather.  I didn`t take any chances though and was dressed for rain, I`m sure if I hadn`t bothered it would have poured down while I was out and I`d have got soaked through, that would be what usually happens to me.  Talking of Jake, I forgot to mention (I think) that he is on a diet.  When we were at the vet`s for his annual booster she told me his needs to lose about 5-6 lbs which left me a little suprised at the time.  I hadn`t noticed he was getting porky at all.  I think what had happened was because he was so thin when we got him I concentrated on building him up but never overfed him or gave him many treats.  He did weigh only 24 kilos and I was advised to raise this to between 30-32.  He know weighs just over 37!!!  How could this be?  He was neutured a year ago and his metabolism changed slowly but surely and the pounds have crept on, rather like me after the menopause....lol!  Now, despite having a walk once a day and a run in the park also, his food has to be cut down to half the recommended amount.  I do feel sorry for him because when I`m eating he comes and sits opposite and looks at me with those big soulful brown eyes that seem to say "Feed me....pleeeeassse  I`m a good boy!"  I daren`t look at him as I feel really guilty that he`s feeling hungry.  I know I said that I don`t overfeed him but I suppose those odd bits of cheese don`t help, or the fat of of the ham...oh dear, I could go on......lol!

Right,  I`m done now.  I hope the weather is better where you are and that you`re enjoying some sunshine, (that`s me being positive)   Enjoy the rest of your day anyway, take care and Bye Bye for now. :o)

 

 

Just a Giggle

A man escaped from prison yesterday.  The man in question is an ex-fortune teller, described by the authorities as being very short. The public are advised to be on the look our for a small medium at large.