Well got in from the flight yesterday a 8pm ish, world broke into carnage before i unlocked the front door
The old dog is ill (16yr old collie cross) so the house/dog sitter was in a right tiz cause she wanted the place looking half decent and we'd made back in good time so i got glared at and then she stormed out (or flounced i wasn't paying all that much attention)
then went over to the neighbours after a argument with the other half as i wanted to get Mads (my daughter to sleep and he wanted a beer) He won
Got back at 10 then not tired chatted to graham (the vet) spent 2 hours convincing the other half not to put the poor dog to sleep on Christmas eve/day. I won
got to bed at 12.30 exhausted. Got woke up by my dog (Zoe young one) going nuts as the next door was knocking on teh front door saying your cars been nicked. Absolutely Gutted (yes i love my cage) half naked hanging out the front window ready for blood n guts to be spilt to realise that its the dodgy wreck of a PUG 205 thats been attempted to be nicked wouldn't start and so left in teh middle of the road blocking the whole street.
At this point i couldn't be more awake.
Spent hours looking at every dimple on teh sofa, gave in at 4 got told go back to sleep and not to venture downstairs same at 5 and then at 6 (can't be trusted around unopened gifts

) he finally gave in at 7 but id lost interest.
Spent the whole day worrying sick that they are gonna come back n try for my car.
Sorry for the rant feel a bit better though PMSL. Thank god Christmas dinner was stunning

Im off again at 1am for another 10 days to see my Dad, who will put the world to rights, and his bandit might even cheer me temporarily
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!
Hope yous is currently better then the start of mine. (least teh bikes are safe :DIts still at the garage)