My mother inlaw gave me the flu...... i still think im dieing at times.... and its taking me a while to catch up on things here... but i get into trouble off Peter as it knocks me about for a while and then im back where i started ... but i cant stand seeing a mess,and i know he doesnt have the time, having his mum and i sick and he's got work on his plate as well ..... the dogs havent had a walk for a week,but they have a big backyard to run around in,so they arent to badly off... Litlle dogs been a pain in the butt Peter fixed me a nice juicey steak 2 nights back i was really looking forward to it,i hadnt been able to eat anything for days and everything he gave me to made me feel blahhhhh ... so because i felt a bit better he thought red meat and as much as he knows i love my mushroom sauce...... he knew it was better left out .. lol
so im all snuggled in bed he brings in my dinner ,gives me some of that sugar you were talking about I2......... and the bloody dog jumps up on the bed like grease lightning and steals my steak, well that was it..... put me right off my meal.... witch was just as well as i didnt have one..... and Peter was out the back in the dark yelling for the dog to come out from under the house..... witch of course left me thinking the chances of his coming out is none and buckleys ...... and wondering who the bigger idiot was the foxie or peter ..... guess who won?