Happy Birthday to you...

Yup Keith is one today. The pic is him at about 8 weeks old. He has had cake (a pork pie), a new bed and a whiffy bone. We were going for an extra long walk, but the heat is just too much. He is a very splendid dog, who is doing well in his obedience training, but is still having issues with cushion sex. Dirty boy.
  We've just come back from a few days in Cornwall which was good fun. We rented a dirt cheap caravan so we could take Keith, and it was great. Very old but spotlessly clean, with no entertainment..YESSSS! We introduced Keith to the sea, which he drank, then puked. The second time he was much more realistic about salt water and just ran in and out of the waves after his tennis ball, with no drinking. Husband chops is covered in insect bites which is really odd as it's usually me that gets eaten alive. Poor chap.
  We've finished the final piece of our garden, it only took us ten years, and it looks bloody great. I'm hosting a baby shower in a couple of weeks, and I'm hoping for good weather so we can use the garden (not enough chairs or space indoors).  I am a tad concerned about said baby shower as I've never actually been to one, or have any idea of how to host one. It's for our eldest daughter and luckily her fab mum-in-law is a midwife and has come up with lots of ideas. Phew. Otherwise, it would have been me and the youngest daughter winging it. As the eldest is a bit of a control freak, actually that's a lie, she's a TOTAL control freak (but I adore her and her control freakery), we could have been on shaky ground.
  Husband chops is off on his travels soon, to Houston via Canada, lucky git. I've always wanted to go to Canada, Houston less so. I shall stay here with Keith and enjoy the glorious weather/ floods/ hail/monsoon that is such a part of the English summer. I also need to start eating properly and walking more as I am in a proper slovenly mindset at the mo. I'm still reducing the lovely anti-depressants which is a pain in the arse (and the head haha). Some days are frankly shit, but the good days are winning overall. Life is good. Toodle pip

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