Don't be fooled by the innocent puppy-eyes

Today was going just fine until about two hours ago when I realised I have completely ballsed something up for tomorrow and now I feel like crap. My only hope of saviour is currently asleep in Singapore with no idea she is my only hope of saviour. Honestly there are times when it would almost be nice to have something to pray to.

This stick didn't have a prayer or a saviour. With hindsight I could have played the latter part but it was only after Albi had carried it for more than half our walk and then taking it into the garden to demolish it in seconds that I knew its fate.

I'm sure there's some better to be the dog than the stick proverb or at least an Aesop fable.

Lesley x