Its been a really busy morning this morning. By 9am I'd achieved a lot. In addition to waking up, feeding the screamies, dressing the screamies, cleaning self, unloading dishwasher... all the usual first-thing chores, I had...
Iced about a zillion cakes for playgroup (I baked them the night before).
Prepared lamb shanks for dinner and put them in the slow cooker.
And had the dog clipped.
Here is the instrument of torture... The dreaded dog clip tardis, into which small innocent puppies dissapear only to return minus about a kilo of hair, de-fleaed, washed, perfumed and with anal glands well and truely squeezed.
And here is the after photo. Is it just me or does that expression say "I'd really like to kill you, but I forgive you?"
So its a really cold day today. Temps are staying below 20 and I'm washing and de-fleaing Ella's bed and snuggle cushion. The poor thing is really cold, so cold she's shivering. So in a moment of inspiration I grabbed one of the kids old jumpers and put her in it.
Yup, I agree. I'd call that expression: "Tonight you will die human."