When I got home night before last, Cliff was dead keen to show me how to make a happy baby! It works 
My best is Jazz running along and tryna nibble his little toes…
*sigh*
Only one more day in paradise internets and then we’ll be packing the car, drugging the dogs with the new drugs which (please God) will keep our hounds under control in the car and be on our way home to the smoggy depths of Joburg…
We’ve had such a good time in Plett I loathe the idea of going home and going back to work – but it has to be done. Cos like it or don’t like it work pays the bills and will ultimately pay for our next IVF…
So nearly time to drive home…
In the mean time let me regail you with some pic’s of our dogs enjoying their holiday as much as we have…
Oh and one of us after our disasterous round of golf on Monday!
We had a fantastic day yesterday! The sun was shining and we spent a lot of time outside in the sunshine – Vitamin D is SO good for the soul
Look at how happy our hounds were running around in the river and playing and being all round crazy… It really made the whole horendous trip down here worth it. For the record we have gone to the vet here in Plett who has given us some stuff for Nutricalm to combine with the meds for Saff so we’re pretty confident that it will work… otherwise we already know we can handle 12 hours of chaos in the car 
FOR REAL INTERNETS!!! I was *this* close to being an axe murderer… and to the two most lovable hounds you have ever seen… well actually only to one of those two most lovable hounds… Our trip to Plettenberg Bay was EVENTFUL very, very eventful. The vet, the one who we normally love well, he was such a liar!! The pills he gave us to conk the dogs out for the duration of the trip – well lets suffice it to say that they did jack shit…
We left on Sunday morning after giving the orange pills an hour to work on the dogs. After packing the car and letting the dogs jump into the back I was a little concerned to see that they were both still extremely lucid and “wet nose healthy and wagging tail good.” Five hours later and much whining, barking, panting and screaming (this was me I shamefacedly admit) we drove into our first overnight stop at the Springfontein sheep farm. *sigh* Our dear Saff was still a bag of beans and after a long walk to the river and back she finally succumbed and slept on the floor of our room…
Early the next morning prepared for our final leg of the trip to our holiday destination I suggested to dear Cliff that we pack one of our suitcases on the passenger front seat so that either of us could sit in the back of the car to be close to the hounds as part of the problem seemed to be that Saff experiences a separation anxiety from us. We did this and after giving her 5 tablets (our vet said maximum 3 which did *nothing* the day before) we set out on our way. Well! More barking, whining and several road work “stop and go’s” frayed all our nerves to shreds. My right shoulder is still sore from having to have my arm through the dog grate to calm poor Saffy down and at one stage I even had to have Jazz on my lap cos she wanted to sleep but could not cos Saff was stepping on her head…
What a palaver! But we got to our destination in one piece and thankfully our in-laws were here ready with a HUGE glass of red wine for me and a nice cold Frosty for Cliff We are still not sure that we’d ever try this madness again in a hurry but you know what? Right now these furry fiends are our children and we could not have been away for two weeks without them…. no matter the cost to my shoulder and our sanity for 12 hours on the way down…
Hello Internets!
I am Saffy and that squint eyed jack russel is my sister Jazzy. We’re Mom’s furry babies. Dad has been away this week and we don’t like that much, even though we love Mom, we like it when both Mom and Dad are at home so we can get lots of love… We’ve been digging in the garden and making craters under the tree and bird bath cos we need Mom to understand that we don’t like it when Dad’s away. (We don’t she likes it any more than we do, but what is a hound to do?)
Last night Mom went to dinner at Aunty Sharon’s house despite the fact that Aunty Sharon had a shitty day (if you can show her some love ya’ll) and she came home very, very late! While she was gone we figured out how to chew through the cable ties that hold the mesh over the gate which stops us from getting into the front garden. Then we were delighted to figure out that Mom had forgoten to lock the pedestrian gate so we had a johl in the complex. We ran and sniffed to our heart’s delight!! And the best thing is that Mom ws none the wiser to our little adventure until she got home at midnight… As she pulled up to the house she noticed that the pedestrian gate was open and her heart stopped for a few seconds cos she thought that there were people on the property but we came running up to her car all excited and barking with joy. She opened her door and we jumped in. My little sister Jazzy jumped right back out and Mom was SO cross but she could not shout at her cos it was midnight and all the other people who live around us were sleeping already…
Mom got me inside the yard and then had to run around the complex roads to catch Jazz – that was funny to watch cos she could not call loudly and Jazz was running away from her all the time. Finally Mom caught her and when she came inside the yard she was spitting mad. She groaned out loud at the state of the gate and cursed herself for forgetting to lock the pedestrian gate… She told us that he heart was racing and she was pooping herself cos if we had got completely lost Dad would have KILLED her!
She put us to bed, but we did not want to sleep – our adventure was SO exciting we wanted to jump up and down and tell her all about it. She was having none of that… Sometimes she is so strict!! And honestly if she had just stayed home none of this would have happened right? Anyway after calming us down and letting us drink lots of water (we were so thirsty, adventures are hard work) we finally went to sleep.
Mom was very blurry eyed this morning but still fixed the mesh over the gate with new cable ties… Darn it. Now how we supposed to have a new adventure?
I’m alone this week – well if you don’t count the hounds that is. Beloved is away at a training course on the “arse end of nowhere” (his words not mine) and I am home alone for the entire week.
It is now my responsibility to get up before sparrows fart to feed the hounds and make tea and it is a sucky, sucky job. My love, I will *never* take that morning cup of tea for granted ever again! This morning my alarm went off way to early (which it would normally have done in this situation, but this morning it was exascerbated by the fact that I only got to bed at 23h45 last night!!) and I nearly forgot to turn the alarm off before heading sleepily down the stairs from hell to feed the hounds and put the kettle on. Thank goodness I remembered two steps down and did not set the alarm off – that would have been unpleasant! I had visions of Zombie Zam falling down the stairs while alarm screams shrilly and painfully echoing in my sleepy head…
*sigh* And I hate sleeping alone. The bed feels too big and colder somehow without my man to fill the space… but I’m a big girl and I’m sure I’ll cope… home alone this week with my hairy hounds as company…
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