Although we don’t know any more about when we go, we do know that we need to start preparing certain things. I need a few lists and at the moment we only have the one. It doesn’t look very big either.
For a start there are the dogs. Two of them, two dogs. Double the costs to get them travel ready. This is going to hurt!
Poor Dave reacted fairly well when I broke it to him that my little trip to the “cheap” vets just cost him £315. He only swore the once as I recall. I think he was expecting a much longer list of treatments too!
Baxy took the treatment like a boss. I found this most surprising considering how scared he gets just getting hiccups. He just let the vets feel him all over, stick him with many needles, put some gunk up his nose and check out his teeth oh and talk to him in Italian. (Turned out the vet was Italian)
Archie on the other hand decided that he hadn’t had enough biscuits to be violated to such an extent. Despite rolling over to have the vet listen to his heart, Arch created such a fuss that the vaccinations had to be done in his leg. It took two of us to lift his lips up to check his teeth and as to the Kennel cough nasal thing, that ended up being sneezed back out over both me and the poor vet. At least I know I’ll be free from Kennel cough for the next 12 months.
Archie also managed to not limp long enough to get a passport and Bax managed to be brave and get his updated.
Both managed to scare some woman with a creature on a lead that needed weighing. Apparently it was a dog! She had the cheek to ask if my pups were nervous. Of course said thing then had to be cradled to protect it from the ferocious hounds that stood there licking their lips like a pair of wild wolves with their tails wagging fast as they could.
After dropping Nanny off I returned home with my brave little soldiers. Upon opening the boot to release them I was greeted with two lovely piles of sick. One by each of the hounds. They looked somewhat depressed at this point. Lovely!
As for the rest of the day, they were well behaved and quiet. I may see about getting the Raptors a Rabies jab.
I haven’t had the heart to tell my beasts or their Papa that thanks to the pain in the arse that is Brexit, all this could be futile and have to be repeated. In a mere two months their little passports could be worthless but we have to do it.
I don’t know what I’ll say to Arch if he has to have a blood test. 😬😬
Its all good though.
In other news, the excitement levels are still high. Benji was disappointed because we weren’t going this week.
Kieran is looking forward to getting a fair amount of kitchen space back and has kindly told me we can take whatever of ours that we need to take as long as he doesn’t need it. I Made sure to thank him for this generous gesture. 😂😂
I’ve purchased a wet suit and managed to get myself into it. Luckily I didn’t quite look as bad as I thought I would and there’s enough pink in it to not make me bear a striking resemblence to Shamu. Dave looked at it and only slightly laughed. Result!
I am thinking of just walking round the house in it while the kids are at school. I literally sweat like a camels arse within a few minutes of wearing it. I could avoid thinking about going to the gym altogether if I just wore this outfit. The postman can’t look up from his shoes on a normal day so I should be safe.
The boys started to clear their bedroom for me. The bag for the tip seems to be empty as does the for sale pile. Their bedroom floor is now nowhere to be seen. I’ve been told that this is part of the long process and not to sweat it. I have to do parkour across their room when I need to open their curtain. Even Baxter has stopped going in to rob their teddies.
I think that’s all I’ve got to say for now. Thanks for reading this far.
Ciao for now peeps.