Happy Birthday Ari
Well, happy birthday Ari. Ten today! Obviously not just Ari, there’s Sogi (Annette), Rafa (Alan), Amigo and Dora (Avril). Today we also remember their siblings Aisha, Arnie and Addie who died too young.
Ten is quite an age. That’s seventy in human years. You’d never really guess that from how Ari behaves. He’s still a puppy at heart and Mum just can’t wait to have her big cuddly bear of a dog back home with her. He’s more of a soft toy than a dog. When Mum cuddles him, he just goes saggy and limp with the sheer pleasure of it. If he could be cuddled all day every day he wouldn’t think it was too much.
My eye drops
My eye drops are proving a bit of a battle of wills. Mum has said I can’t have my meals until I have cooperated. Yesterday morning, my breakfast was over an hour late as a result. Mum is under the impression that the threat is going to be enough for me to cave in. How well does she know us? As a breed we are nothing if not strong willed. I am especially strong willed. The battle could go on all week. We’re trying to keep the injuries to a minimum, but if you enter a conflict zone you just know there’s going to be fallout. So far, it’s only Mum who has the bruises to show for it.
Plenty to do
I made the mistake of asking Mum if there were any jobs I could help with. Sadly, it seems there are. She has to cut a roll of window film to the correct sizes. It arrived rolled up so she needs to put some weight on the end to hold it down while she cuts. That weight would be me! Ah well, I did ask.