I've just been up to Pat's and then, when I got back, went straight into my work room, to paint some fence posts. I was gone less than an hour. Dogs were in here. Not a peep out of them
So, now, I've just walked through the door and, as Pest leapt up at my in her customary fit of ecstasy at seeing me, I could barely take in what she was saying and what I was seeing .....
" Dad! " She cried. " Look! We've been helping you ....! "
" We've got All the wood out of the sack, for you to put in the stove, look! "
I'm almost in fucking tears here, these Dogs crack me up so much with their adorable little minds!
