I have a confession to make. I’m not a very good mum. In fact I’m neglectful, thoughtless and sometimes I wonder how I could possibly deserve the awesomeness in my life. How else can I explain leaving Harry in the car overnight, for thirteen hours?
It was a crisp Easter Saturday morning and we had two dogs in the house bursting at the seams for a walk. So I suggested to hubby we take Harry and Chuckles, our adopted dog for the Easter break, up the top of the Mount. We were staying overnight with his parents – what we … More Meandering in Mount Macedon
We fell in love with him at first sight. But it was Blue who chose us. He was just a six week old ball of fluff on four legs when we met him, I still remember him running clumsily towards us. All joy and pure innocence, with a huge belly that almost touched the ground and an even … More Ode to Bluey