I already said that Tolstoy is an ass.
Sadly, this has not improved.
Tag: not my dog
Bonne fête, la Suisse ??
Yesterday was Swiss national day. The eve of which all shops close early and mess up your berry pavlova making plans. A day where everything should be shut (but nobody told the vendors in the weekly farmer’s market, thereby reviving your berry pavlova plans).
Clan Jones and clan Grogan-Cote met up at clan Lannutti for a great evening of friends, food (!!, including the berry pavlova and the boozy pineapple), wine, laughter and lots of doggy kisses.
Lily was a major center of attention and she loves every minute of it. She loved walking home in the middle of a downpour at 1am a lot less, but she got a good towelling off and she’s going to have a quiet day today, probably like a lot of people.
Chilling with not-my-dog
She wasn’t sure, at first, but I think she liked it:
I call this one “sleeping symmetry”:
A man and his not-his-dog
Also note the pasty whiteness of the legs that rarely see the light of day.
Failed second attempt at sledding
So a couple of days ago, we had great success in our snowshoeing/sledding outing. This Sunday, Ben wanted to go sledding again, when we didn’t have the not-my-dog. We headed back out to the same spot, but as we were driving along, we noticed a significant decrease in the snow on the ground. We checked the St-George webcam and realized that we were wasting our time driving up there because there was no longer any snow at all!!
It seems that we might have gotten very lucky that first day, according to the 14-day webcam history…
Winter walkies
We went to Marchairuz for a walk with the child and the dog. It was lovely. We were (mostly) alone. Dog went completely mental in the snow. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her run as much or as fast.
Dog was stressed this morning
Last-minute overnight visit from Not-my-dog. As you can see, these stays really stress her out and make her anxious… It’s a wonder she can even stand it.
Stressed-out dog
Lily was over for the week while her human was away for a family emergency. Its a hard life…
Going to be a wild ride
So we have Lily and Eric for today and part of tomorrow. Don’t know what’s going to break first: coffee cup, TV or my sanity. It’s been a nonstop manic 30 minutes since Lily arrived, but it would seem to… cautiously… be winding down because both contestants are knackered.
Update: 5h later, we’ve finally achieved peace. Both doggos are snoozing, having completely exhausted themselves this morning. I honestly thought we’d need to have Lily go back to her place, but they’ve settled down. Mad props to Katy the dog whisperer.
Not my dog goes home today
Even though I know that we’re not ready to have one full-time right now, mainly because of the money pit cats we have, I miss having a dog. How can you not love having a giant lump of pure adoration snuggling up to you (then farting and falling asleep and snoring – kind of like when Katy and I first met).
Update: took NMD for a walk earlier today. The plan was to go to the beach to throw her frisbee around. I didn’t expect to see a whole flock of ducks on the beach. That was a bit of fun.
Katy dropped her off at her flat shortly after, to wait for her human to get back home. Unfortunately, a train strike stranded him in France so we went back and took her home for another night.