We spent most of yesterday watching the storm. There wasn\u2019t much else we could do. Mum wouldn\u2019t let us spend much time outside in it and even made us go out into the front garden on leads at lunchtime. Every so often Mum went out to gather up whichever new piece of the house had fallen off. It wasn\u2019t so much the house really, it was the guttering from the ticket off and the bird feeding station. Then there was one of the solar lights and the Christmas tree that we haven\u2019t got rid of yet. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
On the plus side, all the green fence covering that the lady with the sheep put in place so carefully is now disconnected. Obviously I\u2019m sad about all the hard work she put in, but I can now wave to the sheep which is huge fun \u2013 or would be if Mum wasn\u2019t being so strict.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
With all the excitement we hardly noticed the more important event of the day. Mum allowed Dad to come out of quarantine. I only really realised in the evening when for the first time in ages we all sat down together in the lounge. Oh it felt good. Mum and I are both saying how much we miss all the special travelling times, just the two of us, without Shadow and Ari around. I love them dearly, but I am missing the close bond Mum and I have. I need to find some ways to get Mum to do some mother : daughter things \u2013 just the two of us. Even some special walks would be nice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dad is disappointed as he thought he\u2019d got some rugby matches to watch. We\u2019re disappointed as we were planning to snuggle up with him while he watched them. It\u2019s quite dangerous snuggling too close when he\u2019s watching sport as he can get a bit animated. Anyway, we\u2019re now in the process of renegotiating the day to see if there is something we all want to do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wilma<\/p>\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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