Dinner, computers and a brand new puppy

That, in one simple line, sums up my day thus far.

After my marathon session of waffle last night with the man Mark, I was rudely disturbed from my slumber at 1PM, to my dismay.

"You gettin' to your Nana's with that computer or what today?" was the eloquent request.
So I haul my carcass from my scratcher and once more I tread, again into the breach. I turn up with a computer, plus assorted spares for emergencies.

I get there and who am I greeted with? My Auntie Susan, her two daughters and their dog, Kelsey. Possibly the single most idiotic canine on the face of this Earth. Lovely, but thick as pig shit.

Also there were my Nana, my Papa, my Dad, his girlfriend and her son. Thats all well and good, but blah.
And then, there was the new pup. Bonnie. Border Collie. Beautiful dog. Bitch, obviously. The plan is to mate them with my dog(Jack, also a Border Collie) when she reaches maturity.

But yeah, she was all quiet and stuff when Kelsey and Matthew(Dad's Girlfriends Kid) were about, because they are so very hyper-active. Once those pair had left, she was everywhere, doing that thing of puppies everywhere. Looking so damn cute.

Damn near had the meat from my plate with those eyes. I'm a sucker for large eyes, me. So once I was done with the computer and sorting out my Nana's computer for her(I just swapped it for my old one, Brownie Points all the same though) I spent a fair branch of my time messing about with the new pup and I got a lacerated forarm for my troubles.

OK, it was a small scratch. No stitches required. Just a bit of tissue to stem the flow.

Dinner, by the way, was your average Sunday roast. Pork, mash, roast potatoes, bit of veg, yourkshire puddings. It was followed by a home made Toffee Pavlova. Marvellous.

Best bit was, my Nana cooked it. It was fucking lovely.