We have been babysitting a puppy this
weekend. Tomorrow we hand her back. I am not sure that this was a particularly
fantastic idea. Why? Because we’ve all
fallen deeply in love. And what is worse? My friend whose puppy we are
babysitting suggested that we get one of our own way back in August when there were
a few available. The kids and my husband
were all keen but evil mother that I am said ‘no’ – (August is not a great
month in Nairobi and fresh back from a trip back to the UK, at that point I was feeling far from positive about
life).
Now I regret it. She’s a cutie. A
bundle of fun and we are even coping with her night wailing. She loves to
inflict maximum emotional blackmail when cruelly left abandoned in the kitchen
at night (albeit with our older Springer Spaniel whose nerves are wearing thin
at the moment!).
By Tuesday night we will all be in deep
gloom. The house will fall silent and whose fault will that be? Yours truly of course. Duh!
I would like you all to know that that is not a real snake!
Anyone know of a Springer Spaniel puppy that we can buy before my family disowns me?
