After starting to, and failing to finish watching a John Travelodge (that’s right isn’t it?) film about fighting fires and being macho I decided my time would be better spent having a peaceful read in bed with a substantial glasss of wine and just chill out.
Ahhh… Moments like this. Relaxing and being comfortable and warm.
The big girls were downstairs and Jet the puppy was snuggled on the bed. Well, for a few minutes, until she remembered that there was still a “looky likey” in the mirror in the dressing room.
My peace was somewhat shattered as this time she made a real concerted effort to banish this intruder once and for all. No matter what I did to stop the puppy barking she would not be quiet so for half an hour I just tried my best to get in the zone. Quite unsuccessfully I might add.
Finally little Jet came trotting back to the bedroom wiggling her naughty tail, jumped on the bed, dived under the covers and started snoring.
Man it must be good to be a dog!
I lay there wondering what had just happened in the twenty or so pages I had just read and decided I may as well just start reading it all again another day.
Sometimes looking after dogs can be, well, annoying!