Yesterday was the day we had all been looking forward to for quite some time. The day when Puppy would go to the vet with all his manly parts intact and return home without some of them. Sadly he had no idea about this forthcoming event and therefore I was unable to hold it over him at crucial times, like when he was gleefully chewing my nice furniture, or stealing cake from the kitchen work tops, or when he was headfirst in the bin, or when he had pilfered a precious item from a bedroom or dug up lovely plants in the garden, or...You get the picture. I didn't have the pleasure of making him quake at the thought but when the morning of his departure to the Vet came, we all decided he wasn't so bad after all.
He was a very brave boy and gave H1 a big high five, which made us all feel terribly guilty. He lay quietly on the carpet and listened to us talk about how we would miss him for the day. He knew something was up and tried very hard not to let it worry him. He shook like a little jelly in the car and deposited the contents of his stomach on the back seat. It is quite a long journey to the Vet, especially if you are feeling sick and wobbly, so by the time we got there he really didn't care what happened next. He was fussed over by the vets and we left him in good hands. He looked a bit sad to see H1 leave him, but we didn't prolong the agony and went quickly, (just like leaving a child on their first day at school! So sad.).
To help us come to terms with not having Puppy for the day, we did a bit of therapeutic shopping before returning home to MAL. She was delighted to see we had forgotten to bring Puppy home and lazed about and ate carrots without being jumped upon or having her food stolen from under her nose. All too soon, sorry, I meant not soon enough, the phone rang and it was the vet saying he could come home. We went off to fetch him and were met with a sad looking little dog, who had most definitely had the wind taken out of his sails. He slept most of the way home and H1 snuggled him up on the settee when we got in.
He was very quiet all evening and didn't want to do much at all, other than curl up with H1 and have cuddles.
He didn't hold it against us and has in fact been extremely good about wearing his most unbecoming 'lampshade' and only once tried to get it off. I think the effort of carrying it about and continuously crashing into things has worn him out. He is calm and biddable. Yippee! We all love him to bits and feel quite sad that he is subdued and a bit sore. I highly doubt it will last though. Welcome home Puppy, we are complete!
You may notice from the above picture an unusual light coming through the windows. It is THE SUN! Oh joy! At last, though it is still pretty nippy out. But the sun is shining and it makes me want to do things. Pea and I got up reasonably early and leaving the boys Puppy sitting, we went off to buy citrus fruits, caustic soda and spring water. What on earth for? You may well ask! Soap making! My new venture to go along with my candles. I will be making only vegetarian soaps with natural oils, fruit and flowers. Fresh matter goes brown and soggy in home made soap, so I am getting ahead by drying them.
The smell of freshly cut limes just says summer. It makes you smile and lifts your mood. Heavenly.
It looks really pretty too. I would be very happy to wash every day with a soap that contained limes. Summer in your bathroom. These have been drying all day on my sunny kitchen windowsill. I will be experimenting over the rest of the holiday and will let you know how it goes. For those of you who like bees, watch this space!
Have a lovely bank holiday weekend and enjoy the sun. Thank you for visiting my sunny island! xxx
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