Snow and Dogs

We had a lot of snow last year but I think Milo has forgotten it… and we didn’t get Nellie until after the snows of last winter, so it was with some anticipation that we took them, Nellie sporting her smart, new coat, to the quarry.

There were an awful lot of folk tobogganing and then there were Whizz and I – throwing snowballs that inexplicably disappeared when they landed.

Here, Milo is demonstrating his prowess as the amazing jumping hound.








Nellie modeling her new coat and powering after a snowball

I am a chip – ocryte

Here I am, teaching people to cook and to eat healthy food.

I am so busy that when Whizz (thanks Whizz for the idea for this title) and Mavis ask for sausage and (oven) chips, they get it and I am relieved not to have to make too much washing up.

When Mavis asks what’s for lunch I’ll reply vaguely “The usual” meaning sandwiches, soup, cheese on toast etc, but what she likes best is Pot Noodle, so she scoops one up and makes it herself.

Oh I am a TERRIBLE mother.

In my defense, if I tell them we’re having home made curry, bolognese, chilli or something they smile politely and eat it but if, in a moment of stress I pick up a couple of ready made pizzas, there’s jumping around the kitchen and loud cheering with excitement (and that’s just Whizz!)