Yes, we should probably change the name of the blog from “Caitymakes” to “Caity obsesses about Emmalumpdogg” but whatever.
The weather has been awful. Wet, windy, cold, miserable. Even though Mr Beloved has got a routine for washing Emmalumpdogg’s paws down to a fine art, it’s still a pain when it has to happen four or more times a day. The house smells of mud and wet towels.
This was the view from Mr Beloved’s phone camera at 6:10 this morning. Driving rain and wind, so much so that even sturdy Miss Emmalumpdogg wanted to cut the walk short.
These photos are from the other day, before the rain set in.
Emmalumpdogg got a new toy. I’d been looking at it for a while, but it was half price when we went to buy her food, so… It’s called a Jolly Ball, and it smells of blueberries! (Blueberries are one of Emzie’s favourite things.) She sings to it, but I can’t work out how to load the video ☹️ so you can hear that. If you press on the media player link you should hear her singing to the ball but be warned, Dorian Grey the Cockatiel is very loud in the recording!
Anyway, it’s a solid ball, but she’s already scratched it up and worked out how to carry it around, she’s a very toothy beastie.
(in fact as I was writing this we had an under-the-bed battle, where Em brought in a piece of forbidden stinky wood to chew, and had to be forced to give it up. But not before she bit Daddy’s foot. Oops. All is forgiven now, but her love of the wild tobacco tree offcuts is about to end for good… The rotten shrub is no more.)
In better news, the next door house has sold, although whether the new owners are renovating for themselves (oh pleeeeeease…) or for tenants (…) we don’t yet know. But Emmalumpdogg’s friend was back, and we now know that she is 11 months old, and they had a lovely time racing up and down the fence again in the rain for hours yesterday…photo is from a fortnight ago when it was nice and dry. It’s not that Emzie can’t socialise with other dogs, just that she needs to be unstressed about it. Going to the vet with her is still a problem, but having her play with one other dog seems to be fine.
So that’s about it this week… The usual round of doctors visits coming up, bleh. I’m sick of being sick.