Bonnie is a rescue dog, she still isn’t brilliant at being left so I try to keep leaving her to a minimum.
Some days I have to go out without her, she has her open crate to curl up in and often, if she’s lucky, Arnie will snooze in the computer chair in the same room.
If they talked, I wonder what they would say to each other?
Probably not much, Arnie isn’t talkative…
I was going to tell you about the amazing day we had going to Bristol zoo and how we saw lions, held giant spiders, saw gorillas and chased butterflies.
Unfortunately, it all started to go downhill on the journey home. The car ground to a halt just after we crossed the Severn bridge in a hour long contraflow of boredom and bumper chasing.
Finally, with just two minutes to our house, Evie decided to spectacularly projectile vomit over her father.
A few hours later with children in bed and beer drunk, my only thought is sleep and lots of it.