The dogs are in the bedroom, sleeping. Fizz, like the Princess who detected a pea, is laid on at least three quilts. They both have two coats on. Fizz only owns one, so I've actually come home to find my dog is wearing one of my jumpers. This is because the double glazing is being put in; living room, bedroom and patio doors. No longer do I need worry about someone kicking my patio in (or falling over and landing in the house - flimsy is not the word, mes amigos).
My windows are suddenly HUGE.
Had I remembered that Rich had the day off so he could be in while this happened, I wouldn't have rushed home half way through Christmas shopping having falsely remembered the dogs were valiantly holding back turtle heads. Ah, well. Shopping is shit anyway. He did get a video of the pair of them going hell for leather on the green 'bit' right next to our street. I'll see what the quality's like before I upload it here.
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