Yet more rambling

It seems to me that when you are older and you have dogs you become part of an elitist group who talk about their dogs in much the same way as parents talk about their children - this morning I met up with one of the tufty club out on the marsh with her dog and a neighbours that she is looking after for a couple of days - all of the dogs get on and we proceeded to discuss all of their eating habits as she is feeding this other dog who has liver or stewing steak nearly every day - lucky dog it eats better than a lot of humans that I know - you would have thought that we were swopping recipes if you had been listening in to the conversation - although I must say I do stick to dog food and draw the line at cooking gourmet food for our three !! She has a very strange neighbour - one of the afore-mentioned grumps who has a beautiful golden retriever - this dog is not allowed to mix with any others - we don't know why and we all feel very sorry for the poor dog who has a lovely nature and would so like to come and play with all of the others but his very strange owner keeps him firmly to heel and glares and shouts if other dogs go anywhere near - it just goes to show that just like people we can pick our friends but not our families !!!

Well yesterday the OH found out that the German part of the company that he works for are now working a four day week and have had to take a 10% cut in pay - they can decide which four days they want to work but on the fifth day they have to switch off their mobiles and keep their computers switched off - don't know how the OH would cope if they brought the same measures in here in the UK as his phone is on 24/7 and he always checks his work emails at all times of the day and night - even on holiday he checks his phone once a day 'just in case'

So he is now walking round with a very worried expression on his face - and has informed me that I mustn't buy anything that we don't absolutely need - like expensive dog food I presume !!

OH does the dog walking at the weekends and on Bank Holidays with me doing all the rest of the time unless there is an emergency or he has to go and work - it does him the world of good and blows away a lot of the cobwebs that accumulate during the week - he meets up with different members of the tufty club - he even takes the Grandchildren if it isn't too cold or wet - so he then ends up with the tripod a three legged white boxer called Millie who is adorable and lives with our daughter and family - she was thrown out of an upstairs window by her previous owners and had to have one of her back legs amputated !! Not a lot more to say really without swearing !!