Dog Ears

Today was a funny kind of day, although very sunny it was also very windy, I'm thinking Cyprus should be called the windy Island not the Sunshine Island, poor Stitch's ears were pinned back to his head and the only place in the garden that wasn't suffering any kind of gale force was the front door.  We had a lazy kind of day, trying to sort out car hire for Friday and my beloved organising paperwork for his job, this proved to be quite a slog, why when you send a CV do the HR departments in their infinite wisdom then send you a form which asks you to detail your history which funnily enough is all written on your CV... Even the big boss said he had never had to fill in one of those and leave it blank, I think Saudi will be very interesting.

Stitch is now booked in for Obedience Training level one, this will include most of the things he already is trained in but hopefully will fine tune it a little, training starts on Sunday at 11am, and the trainer is the Dog Behaviouralist who Stitch and I met recently, I'm quite excited about the training and it will get Stitch in amongst other dogs, who I'm sure won't be as anywhere near as good looking or as well behaved as he is, to be sure! (proud Mumma)

Michael the pool man was round again today, although I have to say the amount of times he has been round just recently I am thinking he is wanting to move in, no walking round naked in this house too many people just turn up unannounced and without knocking.  Michael wants to take us to the Bistro over the weekend with himself and his wife, luckily it's just up the road so if it gets messy we can just roll down the hill.  It turns out the the owner of the Bistro is a cousin of Michaels, reminds me so of Turriff someone is always related to someone.  Michael has also helped us with the Jeep as it has been gushing power steering fluid, luckily Michael's friend has a business that sorts that kind of gusher, so they came and looked and took the jeep away with the promise of it being returned tomorrow and at the knock down price of 40euro (phew), it appears that Michael is the son in law to the Muchter of the village and in Cyprus this is quite a big thing, Muchters are the people who would be like a Mayor in the Uk, so quite a handy person to know. 

We took Stitch our for a walk later in the day and as we rounded the house we noticed a cat sitting at the edge of the swimming pool obviously supping our chlorine water (YUK) Stitch took off after the cat and then ran around the garden retracing and tracking the smell of the cat, we had often wondered why he kept running up to the edge of the pool, sniffing, looking and then running around, now we know it's because the bloody cats come in for a drink. Letting Stitch out in the garden later was quite amusing, I'm sure one day I will have a Stitched shaped hole in the fly screens when he forgets he can't actually get through it, he has bounced off on more than one occasion.

I have lost Stitch's hand cream, now I was told to use hand cream on his ears by the vet, and after the tin exploded all over the car seat I have been very careful about where I leave it, so careful in fact I can't now find it, so now Stitch's ears are being daubed with Estee Lauder face cream, that is one spoilt dog, but he does have soft ears!

Hellooooo Stiiiitch