It's all change here over the last few days. We've been moved out of the laundry room and been put in the hall...there was some muttering about being too muddy to lie snoozing with all the clean things (but surely they didn't mean me, and Skye's never ever grubby so it's a bit of a mystery really). On the plus side, the hall has a huge radiator which keeps us nice and toasty, but (and it's a big but) we've still only got one decent bed since Skye chewed up our really comfy beds, so we get a bit cramped up sometimes. Are you listening Santa?
The really big problem I've got though is the weather – cold and wet – which is stopping me getting much sheep work done. It's soooo frustrating because my list of sheep jobs is definitely not getting any shorter.
Anyway, Daisy (isn't she gorgeous) has been getting Skye all worked up about Santa. Daisy was convinced that the geese that fly overhead in the evenings were Santa's reindeer, and poor old Skye thought he was on his way but she still hasn't sent off her list yet, the lazy brute, so we nearly had tears. I reckon if Daisy keeps that up mind you, there will be tears all right, but coming from a certain white terrier...
Oh well, here's hoping for dry and sunny tomorrow (are you listening, Mr Weather-forecaster?)
Take care
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