Well.....the cone came off, Harry not me, and he hasn't changed one bit. Still loves to bite me at some point every day. I have always been the one that gets down and plays rough with him so I have to accept the blood and pain.
We have settled into a doggy routine and Jane does three long long walks come rain or shine and I do the 6 minute walk just after news at ten. My walk is filled with stress because if I come back in and he hasn't done a poo, I get the blame. Me .... how can I get my dog to do a poo. He is in complete control of his arsehole, but I still get a loud tut when I say with a frown on my face....'sorry darling no luck' He then goes crazy for about 15 minutes running around with my socks and pants.....(eugh) in his mouth. He eventually calms down and sleeps between the bathroom, the window beneath the curtain and the bed. I have to say I love him on the bed. He sometimes lies with his face right next to either Jane or me. I turn over and a moustache tickles my face......I'm used to that though because Jane refuses to get electrolyses. We had found a wonderful hotel for Christmas (the Fish in the Cotwalds ) but sadly Covid has put the kibosh on that. (What is the kibosh....I must google that)
So what about panto. I had rehearsed for a week at Milton Keynes but alas covid struck again and we were all sent home. We had a fantastic 10 days of fun. Andy and I and Claire Sweeney. She is great fun.....loves a fart, and got as close as the dress rehearsal but they closed us down at that point. At this point I'd like to mention a company Shortletting.com. They are refusing to refund the money I paid up front for my apartment in Milton Keynes. They are keeping 7 days for no reason at all and I have no way of getting it back. Out fxxxxxg ragous. We are hoping to de the show end of March (an easter Panto) but the way things are going that's probably not going to happen ether. But hey....we are all still well and that's the main thing. We will be back next year at the Kings with the biggest panto ever seen and a new enthusiasm that will blow the roof off.
Have a wonderful Christmas and I'll see you on the other side (that's new year not heaven)
Bye