Oh that’s a lovely picture Gruff, what is it?
“It’s our house after it’s been blown up by a giant robot”.
Ah right, I see, that’s nice…
This particular box is enjoying it’s retirement being a des res for Gruff and Arnie. Neither are happy sharing but neither will be the one to get out first.
Millie loves to put on her headphones and listen to music at the end of a busy day.
Lifting a twenty five kilogram dog into our tiny bath deserved a medal at the very least, (and some dry clothes…).
Gruff’s all arms and legs at the moment. He’s grown a lot over the winter. I’m hoping for a slow down so I can keep up with the amount of trousers he’s grown out of!
I’m delighted to tell you that after a thirty day absence, cake has returned to the Stevens’ household.
It’s been far too long, where have you been!
Both Arnie and Bonnie come from animal shelters.
Arnie was handed in because his owner’s child had developed an allergy to him and could no longer keep him.
Bonnie had been on quite a journey from Ireland before we had the luck of finding her.
Both live with children, both get on (after a lot of bribery with sausages) with each other and both are utter sweethearts.
So please, whatever you do, give those rag-tag animals in shelters a try, they won’t ever disappoint you, I promise.