Noel, in the year of Our Lord, 2018.

No, I don’t believe in A God, as such.  Sorry, God.  Maybe later.  Much later, hopefully.

So let’s get back to You Know Who.  I was up at 8 o’clock this morning trying to repair the ripped sofa.  After I had mopped up rivers of pee.   O’Connor was just sitting there with a ball of sofa stuffing in his mouth, and actually looking quite pleased with himself.  Well, at least he wasn’t beating up Charlotte or chasing the Cat.

I resisted the temptation to turn him into sausages.   But it was hard.  Not enough room in the oven, basically.  Maybe next week.  Sheesh, never in all my life have I had such a problem with a puppy.  Six weeks and I am getting nowhere.

But I have got over The Hump now.  Too late now.  I won’t be sending him back, although I did briefly think about it.  And I certainly understand why some people do.

Do I now expect to win?  Who knows?  I have my doubts.  But as ever, he is such a sweet thing.

Bon Noel to you all.

2 Responses to “Noel, in the year of Our Lord, 2018.”

  1. Roobeedoo2 Says:

    Merry Christmas, Elena ❤

    Do you have mice? Poppy our dachshund loves hunting mice. Singular in her pursuit, she can make quite a mess.

  2. elenamitchell Says:

    The Cat sees to those, Roobee. What! Crawling around my bedroom where I didn’t even know I had mice.

    O’Connor has big punch ups with The Cat, mainly because he is stupid and can’t win, but he hasn’t sussed that yet.

    More to the point, does Poppy, bless her heart, pee in the house? My friend’s two year old Dachshund still does. I am trying to make some sense of this.
    Am I on a hiding to nothing?

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