A dog's life
I finished my first full
week at work and I have to say, I hope I can get used to the
tiredness that I felt on Friday! I was a tad gormless, to say the
least, by the end of the day and in the afternoon, I ended up
getting the giggles for no apparent reason. Once I'd collected
Harrison and Mackenna from my sister's, I rushed home to get
packed up for the weekend away in the caravan. We booked the same
place as last time and I just hoped the weather would be dry - it
had been chucking it down from Monday right through to Thursday.
Once packed, we decided to take Baxter this time and as he sat
snuggled up to the children, I felt glad that he looked so content.
But as usual, the feeling of happiness soon dissipated into
frustration.
We made it down to the caravan park within an hour and as Pete got
the awning sorted out, Mackenna and I decided to take Baxter to the
field, for his wee. The park was bristling with the coming and
goings of campers and as I walked past a group of new arrivals, I
noticed that they were staring at me. Thinking they were admiring
Baxter, I smiled back, but they just glared at me. I turned back,
to see that Baxter had decided to leave an unwelcome pile in the
middle of the path. I couldn't believe it - he never does that,
and besides, he'd already been in the morning. Totally
embarrassed, I picked it up, put it in the allotted bin and marched
back, red-faced, to tell Pete, who thought it was hilarious.
The kids had a great time riding on their bikes and scooters and I
began to relax. We went to bed hoping to get a good night's
sleep for a change, but Baxter had other ideas. He persisted in
barking once or twice every hour or so, just enough to wake you up
and then let you drift back off to sleep for the same thing to
happen all over again. Come 8am, we got up, bleary eyed, to get on
with our 'relaxing' break. Pete took Baxter for his walk,
armed with bags and came back with no problems. After sitting
outside for a couple of hours, we'd promised the children we
would take them to the pool for an hour or so and headed down there
after lunch, when it would be empty. We left Baxter in the awning,
safe in the knowledge that the dog hardly moves at home and has to
be virtually tipped off his blanket in the morning. But no, when we
arrived back an hour and a half later, he was not there.
Apparently, he'd got out and the neighbouring caravanners had
kindly tied him up next to our pitch. Once again, we gave him The
Look and he put his head down! If it's not the kids, it's
now the dog...
This morning, Pete got up and took Baxter off to the field, only to
come back muttering 'stupid dog' as Baxter had, once again,
decided to do his business on the path yards away from the
designated area and Pete had inadvertently forgotten the bags.
Let's just say he wasn't happy. Pete has now decided that
Baxter has become more of a liability than a pleasure and that his
caravanning days are officially over.
Back home my head is starting to buzz with the upcoming Iceland
audition this Saturday, with me trying on a hundred different
outfits in my head. Oh well, what will be will be. I need to get
through this week first before I can think about Saturday.
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