Today our beautiful Emma turned two.
Two today!
To celebrate, I went up to town for Date Night while she stayed at home and bit through the new trellis then proceeded to rip apart the doggie door. Of course, being in London I didn’t find out about that until Dave Next Door called me at 9:30. Before that…
The unexpected thing today was this letter I received following my letter in the Herald last week.
I’m not sure whether Yvonne thinks I’m FOR people riding motor bikes in the Park or AGAINST. Her letter is a bit confused. Also she lost me when she quoted the bible. Strange woman.
The day was showery (as it has been lately) all day until I reached London where it hadn’t rained all day and, in fact, it was bright and sunny. I met Mirinda in the Crossrail Rooftop Garden where she was in deep conversation with someone at work. Eventually she rang off and we went into the Big Easy for our usual cocktail.
We no sooner walked in than we walked out again. There was a private function in the Rum Bar and we couldn’t get a table for…a long time. We decided to try elsewhere and ended up at a tapas restaurant, Iberica. What a treat. Delicious food, pleasant waiting staff, yummy beer. And even rice that stains your mouth black. Then, to ruin a lovely Date Night, the phone call.
Dave told me that the girls had broken through the trellis and were scrabbling away at the doggie door, making a horrendous noise. He was mainly worried that I wasn’t coming home and they’d be stuck down the side without food and water. After assuring him that I’d be home in less than two hours, we made a short term plan. He’d get his ladder then reach over and move the trellis out of the way so they had access to the kennel, food and water.
This must have worked because when the taxi pulled up at 11:15, the street was quiet. I don’t know where they wound up but as soon as the house lights came on, they were jumping up and down against the glass doors.
Apart from being incredibly excited, they were fine. The same could not be said for the trellis and the doggy door. The outside frame of the doggie door had been ripped off and strewn all along the side passage while the trellis looked like the beginnings of the tunnel in the Great Escape.
Silly dogs!
Oh dear looks like you will have to do more thinking about where to leave them when you go to town .Good thing Dave had your phone number or you would have had the street outside waiting to set about you. I thought that letter was a bit weird with you and yet not oh well some people can’t make up there minds.
Love mum xxxx