Fergus is in the dog house
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Nov 292011
Fergus is driving me mad with his chewing!! He only has a few puppy teeth left and I thought that the mustard powder on the doorpost had put him off, but no – he moves on to other, far more destructive behaviour.
Yesterday he chewed up Eldest’s newly bought Christmas decoration for the tree and two plaster of paris fairy badges that she had made and painted as presents for the grandmas. This morning he regurgitated the most revolting object on to the rug. It looked like some sort of black furball come poo but turned out to me my son’s half-digested school sock. To cap it all, I have just found him chewing up Baby Jesus from my newly bought Russian doll nativity (good old John Lewis). ‘Jesus, Fergus!’ I proclaimed with great literal satisfaction.
On a more positive note (and I won’t dwell on this subject in endless posts as it is interesting for me but very dull for you, dear reader), Littlest’s first day of official potty training resulted in 3 successful wees and one poo! Seems to be going as well today so I am leaping around with joy and can finally see the end of nappies forever……If she can crack it by Christmas there will be more than one Hallelujah emanating from my house.
The bulk of my Christmas delivery arrived from Waitrose this morning. I have been uber organised and bought all the non-perishable and freezable stuff ahead of time. That way my Xmas Eve delivery is smaller and less likely to have substitutions riddled throughout. If I order Fudges luxury Cheese crackers I don’t expect to get though Christmas on a box of Jacob’s wafer biscuits. I also wrapped up a large chunk of presents today, so I am feeling very pleased with myself, rather festive and not at all guilty since Advent started on Sunday. Inspired, as ever, by Nigella and always one for tradition I have treated myself to some silver pudding charms to go in the Xmas pud. A Victorian tradition, a bit like monopoly pieces, but which one you get determines what the coming year will bestow on you. A little bit of charm in a charmless world.
Just need to make sure nobody swallows one and Christmas Night concludes in A & E.
6 Responses to “Fergus is in the dog house”
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Well… if Fergus was put in the guinea pig pen instead, you could solve two problems in one! *<:)
I never solved the problem of my puppy chewing and he is about 5 years old now! He still chews :(
Hampers, that is NOT what I wanted to hear! I've lost the donkey now too and am very suspicious of the little black dog…….
Fab hampers, by the way! Got you bookmarked now!
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I'm sorry for all your troubles with said puppy, but this is hilarious! Love your writing style. x
Aw, shucks! Thank you – that comment has cheered up a rainy morning!
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