In other news, I am trying to remain sane whilst waiting for Friday to come round, so I thought I would post something completely unrelated. Our dogs. They are gorgeous, we have an older labrador who has had health ups and downs in the last 6 months or so, but at the moment he is doing well, helped by medication. He loves his walks and more so, loves knocking the bin over on purpose to see if there are any offerings inside that we should have offered to him instead of the bin ;).
Our puppy, Rodney, is the cutest thing going. He is scruffy cute. He has the most elegant movements I have ever seen in a dog. When he isn’t running head first in to his brother, Buster, that is. They are 6 months old now, almost to the day and are developing new hilarious habits and determining boundaries with the help of DH and I. They tell us what the boundary is and we agree. Or that’s where will we head if we’re not careful!
Anyway, the latest habit is Rodney won’t go anywhere near his breakfast until Buster is finished his, or until I tell him to hurry up as we will be late! Knowing what we do about dogs (which is limited to owning them all of our lives, opposed to anything certified or such), I am guessing this is pack mentality and he is waiting for his turn. Occasionally he will take a bite and run away to eat it, but more often than not, he will wait his turn, making breakfast time last anything up to 45 mins! He doesn’t always finish it either. Buster however would eat anything put in front of him until he popped.
|Buddy on top, Rodney on the left, Buster on the right. This was when we first got the pups. I need to transfer the new pics over. Cuteness overload....|