I Wanna be a Snowman

Sunday

So today was dog training number 5 for Stitch, so my beloved and I set off for Kolossi and arrived just before start time.  I really wasn't sure how Stitch would behave today as having spent a week cowering in corners or hiding in his bed I have hardly had time to train with him, you can't really train a hound who is constantly on the lookout for a small humans making loud noises.  Luckily my worries were unnecessary as Stitch performed perfectly on all his tasks, in fact every one of the dogs performed really well today, you can see the improvement in them all, even baby Cara is managing a sit stay, obviously not quite as long as the rest of the dogs but she is a terrier after all and a very young one too.

After lessons we traveled home and lounged around the pool with the invaders, Stitch now is quite friendly with Eva as she was pulling him around the pool in her little pink boat, and then later in the day she was throwing his stick for him, so now he has become quite friendly and doesn't run as fast when she comes around a corner, the baby is a different kettle of fish, he still won't go near her and runs and hides in bed if she is close, I'm sure if he could shut the door and put the shade over he would. 

My poor beloved is really the best husband in the world because when I don't sleep very well I have a habit of just talking to him, he always wakes and continues to talk to me even when at some unearthly hour I sing "I wanna be a snowman", definitely the song of the holiday, most people have summer songs from Ibiza or wherever they have been over their hols, for us it's Cyprus and Frozen hence the "I wanna be a snowmannnnnnnn".

I'm not dead yet so he must love me that beloved man of mine.