My Mistress is running out of things to shred. I\u2019m hiding my things before she starts on those. I\u2019ll be glad when this little craze is over and she\u2019s bored with shredding. At the moment she seems to be finding it quite therapeutic. I shall also be glad when she accepts the fact that she isn\u2019t going to repair the damage I\u2019ve caused to the garden by making me go out in it on a lead. I know that running up and down by the side of the road has left rather a lot of mud and I know she wants to sow some grass seed in the hope it takes before we leave, but it isn\u2019t going to grow while the temperatures outside are below zero. It\u2019s quite funny, as fast as she repairs things other things break. The plant pot that was outside the front door with the plants that are still alive has now cracked and fallen apart because of the frost. I\u2019d just give up if I were her.<\/p>\n
She is sorting out things we need to get rid of before we move and that has included James\u2019s bed. It\u2019s a long story but we have more beds that we have rooms, people or dogs and we won\u2019t be able to fit them all in the new house so she is finding new homes for things when she can. You don\u2019t need to worry there is still a bed for James to sleep in and at the end of the process when we move he will get a better one, so he won\u2019t lose out. I\u2019m just hoping that none of my beds are going as I\u2019m quite attached to them. I\u2019ve used the argument that we will definitely need more beds when we have Megan and another dog, so it would be crazy to get rid of any of them. Now I just have to come to terms with sharing them.<\/p>\n
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