Good morning peeps, the sun is shining here and it looks like it’s gonna be a beautiful day. Of course, everyday is beautiful – its just the weather that can let it down! Living in England I think I need to be hypnotized into loving cold wet weather!!
Anyway, today I thought I’d share a little picture (or two) of my doggies…
Firstly, here is Teddy
Then we have princess Lilybett
They are both standard poodles and are half brother and sister – they have the same mum but different dad’s. These pictures were taken in June 2015, so Teddy would have been just under 2 years and Lily just under 3 years, and they were both in need of a ‘spa day’
Any hoo hugs for now ✳
Just thought I’d share with you –
When they aren’t eating, pooping, sleeping or rough housing they like the spectator sport of watching people go by!
Hello Peeps, I haven’t been here for what seems like ages – I do hope that you are still there……..at least some of you.
During my ‘down time’ we have had a little addition to the happy household AKA the Little Makery……
Everybody meet the newby!
He is 8 weeks old in this picture and he is now just over 10 weeks old and has grown MASSIVELY! Even the vet was surprised……..I just hope he knows to stop growing at some stage.
With this newcomer life has become one long round of pee and poop so I haven’t had very much free time.
The Princess is being very well behaved with him…….I think they will become good friends.
We have been going to ‘good citizen’ classes (she was too old for puppy class!) and she is doing quite well with it, definitely worth going to. We have a test next week, I hope she (we) do well and passes. Fingers crossed…….I’ll let you know!
Okay, just to let you know the Princess poodle has finally healed – hooray!
We had a slight delay in her wound healing because her “lampshade” was rubbing on the bottom edge and made it sore. Catch 22 really….she had to wear the lampshade because she kept picking and licking, but that made it sore so she wanted to pick and lick! Still it’s mended now and we can get back to a bit more normality, she’ll be glad to see her doggy friends again.
As for the Prince PeeWee’ s supplies – didn’t get everything but made a good start. However, I have ordered a doggy pushchair for him, so that he can come out with us before he’s had all his jabs!! As Mirandas mother would say “such fun!”
I’m starting to get just a little bit excited now. Not too much you understand but just a teeny bit.
I’m not sure where I read it, but someone said you can never have too many poodles….one is never enough. Well, guess what, we are getting an addition to the family! Yay!!
Princess Poopy Pants is getting a baby brother……….Will probably be known as Prince PeeWee.
He is indeed another standard poodle, apricot colour and will be coming home next weekend, I can’t wait. I just hope the Princess of the house will like him.
This week end we are off to buy him his collar, name tag and lead
Oooooh! I’m even more excited now!!!
I will put a picture as soon as I have one x
Last night I had a horrid night.
Let’s start from the beginning –
Since my surgery I have been wearing a very thin, soft wrap type of dressing gown. Just a short one…….but a comfy one!
Then last night I thought that perhaps I should start getting back to some sort of normality and so I sorted out my PJ’s…..yes I wear jammies!!!
There the problem started.
I can look at myself naked in the mirror and not feel too bad. I don’t like what I see but I can sort of accept that is just how I am now, it’s just how it is.
However, when I put on my jammie top (which is just a vest top really) I looked RIDICULOUS, no seriously RIDICULOUS.
I looked like a hunch back who’s hunch ‘back’ had migrated to the front! And what is really sad about this is that I preferred the side with no boob. Is that strangely weird? All those years that I could only just fill an A cup bra, and now right when I don’t want it, I am ‘brandishing’ an E cup (but only the one, you understand!!).
And the fact that I really REALLY didn’t like what I saw facing me in the mirror seems to have led on to a night of bad dreams, not surprisingly all about me having one boob and looking ridiculous. I woke up quite upset. Silly really but I was upset by it.
All of a sudden I am scared of facing my reflection, scared of spending a life looking like this. What if I had to go for a stay in hospital? Or if I had to be rescued in the middle of the night for some reason? Or when my granddaughters come for a sleepover?
That is the one that worries me most – my granddaughters. I couldn’t look like this in front of them, nor could I let my own kids see me like this…….and even worse I don’t want my husband seeing me like this.
All this worries me. I thought I was doing well, accepting it all ok……..May be not.
Yesterday was a really good day, I really enjoyed my self.
The weather wasn’t terrific but the company was superb. We had some visitors coming from way back where we used to live and they were bringing their dog with them – an 8 year old standard poodle called Pepper. I was looking forward to our poodle meeting him. I don’t know what it is exactly, but standard poodles look gorgeous in their own right but when there is more than one they look even more special. Somehow the end result is more than the sum of the parts of you get what I mean.
Anyhoo, as people that we hadn’t seen for ages were coming I thought a little housework was necessary! Not something that has been overly high on my priority list of late I must admit. I pottered about and did a little light dusting etc and I actually ENJOYED it…..is that a little sad or what?
When our friends arrived we had a good, fun afternoon. The dogs got on really well, with the only problem being my baby thinks every one loves her all the time, she just doesn’t stop and it gets a bit much (I think Pepper would have liked some space bless him). I’m sure she has got the doggy equivalent of ADHD – does any one know if there is such a thing?
I also rather enjoyed a glass of wine,,,,mmm, NICE!
We took the dogs for a walk to the beach where they had a good run around and a dip in the sea – they do love the water you know, but they don’t look any where near as glamorous when they are wet.
Not the best picture in the world but all I could get.
After our friends left we toddled off to our local club where we met up with more friends.
What can I say, we had such a laugh there!
I laughed so much it was starting to hurt – I’m sure I would have burst my stitches if I’d had any, but it was so nice.
It’s so true what they say about laughter being the best medicine.
Thank you peeps for being there and letting us share your company xx
A quick word on the subject of stitches and healing:
My recovery from my mastectomy is doing amazingly well. I don’t have much pain or very often so that is nice. My arm movement and all that is coming along nicely to. I’m sure I’ll write another post on this subject!
The crochet hook came back out again and here’s the result….
(Sorry about the awful photo quality – I have no idea what went wrong with it!)