Knackered. Absolutely knackered.
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gemsybobsyWoah. What a week.
Well my last day at GSF was fab - they had a teaparty thingy and bought me a sat nav whatsit. Bless them all to death. So Tuesday night I used it to get to all the vets to give them leaflets. Leaflets, lol. It's well fun. "At the roundabout, turn right, third exit." I want David Tennant's voice on it. Or Alan Rickman's. Heehee..
On Wednesday I got my van (it's AMAZING - but massive - I've already tonked the bumper on the pointless little wall outside. Oops), then I went to see the lady with the Jack Russell, and then picked up Floyd. The poor little beastie was sick all the way home and wouldn't stop crying. Not a good start! He's settled in a bit now though, he doesn't look so lost. ^_^ He had his first jab this morning (he was very brave, but he did cry in the car again - I hope he gets used to it!) and I left him on his own twice today while I nipped to Simon's to deliver his order, and again later when I popped out to take a lady and her dog to the vet's. :) When I got back he was quiet, and had had no accidents whatsoever. Good boy!
He has a poorly tummy, which the vet says is just stress, so I'm feeding him chicken and rice, which I have to cook. Mission. Bless him, he was all emo. He keeps hiccupping as well. So cute.
BUSY BUSY BUSY.
You can't take your eyes off him; he'll eat something or poo or something. Oh, the joys of puppies.
Knackered. ^_^
My advice for people getting a puppy? Wait till summer. It's bloody freezing out there and I have to stand there for ages waiting for him to p00p, 'cause he's too busy attacking the plants. Lol.
Well my last day at GSF was fab - they had a teaparty thingy and bought me a sat nav whatsit. Bless them all to death. So Tuesday night I used it to get to all the vets to give them leaflets. Leaflets, lol. It's well fun. "At the roundabout, turn right, third exit." I want David Tennant's voice on it. Or Alan Rickman's. Heehee..
On Wednesday I got my van (it's AMAZING - but massive - I've already tonked the bumper on the pointless little wall outside. Oops), then I went to see the lady with the Jack Russell, and then picked up Floyd. The poor little beastie was sick all the way home and wouldn't stop crying. Not a good start! He's settled in a bit now though, he doesn't look so lost. ^_^ He had his first jab this morning (he was very brave, but he did cry in the car again - I hope he gets used to it!) and I left him on his own twice today while I nipped to Simon's to deliver his order, and again later when I popped out to take a lady and her dog to the vet's. :) When I got back he was quiet, and had had no accidents whatsoever. Good boy!
He has a poorly tummy, which the vet says is just stress, so I'm feeding him chicken and rice, which I have to cook. Mission. Bless him, he was all emo. He keeps hiccupping as well. So cute.
BUSY BUSY BUSY.
You can't take your eyes off him; he'll eat something or poo or something. Oh, the joys of puppies.
Knackered. ^_^
My advice for people getting a puppy? Wait till summer. It's bloody freezing out there and I have to stand there for ages waiting for him to p00p, 'cause he's too busy attacking the plants. Lol.
