Happy Christmas, yer arse!

Oh all right, I enjoyed myself and there's tinsel in my hair. I dunno about the Christmas spirit, but I'm into the Bailey's - it seems to be an acceptable substitute. Happy now?

I have presents! Enough B&Q vouchers to finish decorating the flat, a hard drive (which I don't actually have yet, but it has my name on it, yayy!) some cash (which is lucky, because I'd completely run out) a bottle of Bailey's, a Border Collie engagement calendar that sister T confiscated because I was squeeing over the puppies (and I forgot to get it back, damn), a pretty black ceramic oil burner with a bag of tea lights and a selection of scented oils (burning jasmine right now) and a reasonable amount of chocolate and other munchies (including a jar of ostrich pate from sister E - wtf??).

Spike and Squish each got a "Pedigree Jumbone" from my mother. They look like moulded plastic and I was too scared to look at the ingredient list. It's the sort of thing I'd never dream of feeding them myself - treats in this house are normally marrowbones or home made liver crunchies or chunks of cooked meat - but naturally enough, they went absolutely mental for those yummy synthetic proteins and artificial flavourings.

Happy dogs, happy families, happy me. Love you all.

Happy Christmas, yer arse!

Oh all right, I enjoyed myself and there's tinsel in my hair. I dunno about the Christmas spirit, but I'm into the Bailey's - it seems to be an acceptable substitute. Happy now?

I have presents! Enough B&Q vouchers to finish decorating the flat, a hard drive (which I don't actually have yet, but it has my name on it, yayy!) some cash (which is lucky, because I'd completely run out) a bottle of Bailey's, a Border Collie engagement calendar that sister T confiscated because I was squeeing over the puppies (and I forgot to get it back, damn), a pretty black ceramic oil burner with a bag of tea lights and a selection of scented oils (burning jasmine right now) and a reasonable amount of chocolate and other munchies (including a jar of ostrich pate from sister E - wtf??).

Spike and Squish each got a "Pedigree Jumbone" from my mother. They look like moulded plastic and I was too scared to look at the ingredient list. It's the sort of thing I'd never dream of feeding them myself - treats in this house are normally marrowbones or home made liver crunchies or chunks of cooked meat - but naturally enough, they went absolutely mental for those yummy synthetic proteins and artificial flavourings.

Happy dogs, happy families, happy me. Love you all.