It was a lovely Christmas, though a somewhat muted reunion with my wife, Isolde. I managed to not incriminate myself with my fair one, but I believe she may have suspected me. After two days, this was the most pleasing picture of us together that could be obtained:
I think I have an air of guilt about me.
The ice had begun to thaw after the second day, but then it was time to come home. It was nice to see the fair maid again, however.
Just a short entry tonight - my partner and I are shortly off to the pub to herald the entrance of the new year. This is going to be a good one; I can feel it in my whiskers. Years with the number nine have not gone well in the past for my partner. A brief examination, to back up what I mean:
- 1979: My partner was a mere five-year-old pup, but was about to undergo a major life-change, as she and her parents prepared to move from London - the most happening capital that happens - to the small country town where we now reside. DOG: none.
- 1989: My partner's puberty years. Not a happy time - and only her GCSE exams to look forward to. DOG: Jaki; a sparky, attractive little Jack Russell Terrier. Notoriously accident-prone but ultimately loveable. Lived a long, happy life, ending with Leukaemia.
- 1999: My partner's mother just recovering from her first brush with Cancer, and my partner recovering from first brush with a rotten boyfriend. Not good times. DOG: Tess; exceptionally beautiful collie-lurcher cross of impressive tail and ginger fur. Loving and with a recorded intelligence that put her in the top 2% of dogs. Was able to open car doors unaided. Was tragically to succumb to cancer after a truly heroic fight, aged only seven.
- 2009: She's over the wretched BC, plans are in pipelines, things are looking up. DOG: Jasper. Draw your own conclusions.
Tomorrow, you can sit back and enjoy Jasper's review of the year. But now we have a party to go to, people to see, bottoms to sniff (that last one's just me).
Look out world - 'cause Jasper and his partner are COMING!
Good night - and a Happy New Year to you.
2 comments:
I'm sooooo glad to know you made it through Christmas with the lovely Isolde. However, I agree you have a look of guilt/concern written all over your noble face. Self-inflicted no doubt. Anyway, I hope 2009 is off to a FABULOUS beginning for you and your lovely partner. May hope, health, happiness & LOVE abound throughout 2009 in Jasper's Estate. XXOO
You look decidedly shifty if I may say so!! The curse of the number 9 is about to be broken, I feel.
Leave a comment on a few blogs you don't usually read. I reckon that's the best way to get readers in. I don't really mind only having my little few 'old faithfuls' cos I would never be able to keep up with reading too many.
love you lots - Angie, xx
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