@HappyThursdays Bless him! Grass seeds really are the work of the devil. Dear old Spuddog had one stuck in his ear shortly before he died (unrelated I hasten to add) - it was in there for an hour at absolute most and caused an infection in just that time. And it cost £250 for an emergency vets trip to get the fekking thing out. I hate the damn things.
We have had a torrid day here, but mostly due to DS rather than Spudpup! I think DS is struggling with the transition from school to holidays and having Spudpup is exacerbating that. Thank you ASD. However, as Spudpup is getting a bit more used to his lead, I was able to have them in the garden together with DS doing some ‘training’ (basically stuffing Spudpup with Primula cheese, but that’s fine). I’m hoping that this will help DS to feel more in control. We tried to fence part of the garden off for DS but Spudpup was through in an instant, so we need to reinforce the ramparts!
Spudpup also now has enough bounce to make it onto the sofa, which caused a degree of DS consternation, but happily Spudpup only wanted to make off with the cushions (
). Spudpup has now been banished back into the kitchen and is flat out asleep on the floor.
I’m exhausted, I’ve been up since 5.30am, I ran 16 miles yesterday because I’m training for a marathon, DS is being incredibly hard work, and DH is also struggling. I feel like I could cry at the drop of a hat, tbh. I know Spudpup will be worth it in the end, but bloody hell this is hard work… and we haven’t managed to do any car practice today or yesterday. I feel utterly useless. 