The Final Chapter
Saying goodbye to my beach house retreat
Storm? What storm?? Was anyone else ready to batten down the hatches due to an amber warning? I’ve decided from now on I’m not going to listen to the weather report. It’s a mild 12 degrees here and a tad windy. What I would describe as a rather mild day for the 1st November. Apologies if you are having to brace yourself in ‘Storm Ciaran’ this morning, here in Cardiff it’s a pretty normal autumn day.
I’m just back from a brisk walk along the coast with the hounds, golly gosh I needed it, my rage was off the scale this morning. At 6am I came down to a lake of dog piss AGAIN (any top tips on how to prevent a 2 year old ridgeback bitch from urinating in the house would be most appreciated.) Tomorrow morning she will be well and truly locked out in the garden whilst I get ready. Add to that drama, my eldest male ridgeback tore through a big box of quality street, wrappers and all. And yes I know chocolate is poisonous to dogs. I’m hoping he will be sick and save me a huge vet bill. …