Week #1

Monday, 5 January 2015

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and all that jazz. I really hope you had a good one, mine was fairly busy and I didn't get as many lie ins as I would have liked. However I was spoilt again and I spoilt the ones that I love, which I am ever grateful for. 

I bought a selfie stick months ago before everyone, I think they actually serve a purpose despite the only selfie I've taken with it is in front of my Christmas Tree and wearing my Christmas jumper. I'm hoping that when I start going to safari parks this year I can get some really good photos. Saying that, my iphone seems to be loosing memory space without me even downloading apps or taking photos -can anyone help?!

My cactus garden is growing and I am loving having green in the flat that doesn't die. I picked this one up at a local garden centre and he (yes, I've named him a he) looks like he's having a bad hair day. 

This week marked Basil and Rocky's first "Gotcha day!" and I honestly can't believe I have had them for a year already. Time has flown by. They get on my nerves, they are stupidly messy but I love them and wouldn't be without them. Ever. Sadly just before Christmas 4 of my hamsters died and now I am left with 3. Maybe I should do an update post on my animals? 

You can still find me at Cardiff Dogs Home on weekends where I am usually covered in dog hair and have a massive grin on my face. I have so much fun down there and have learnt loads. Of course there is the heart breaking side of things and I am less naive about the workings of a council pound now. However, I've met some great people, one of which owns this awesome Gecko. 

On Saturday I went to visit a dog who has a special place in my heart, Harry. Harry was a dog at Cardiff Dogs Home and if I could have adopted him (didn't live in a flat, work and he wouldn't give Matt an asthma attack everytime he walked in the room) he would be mine. Anyway, he's now got a family all of his own and they are awesome, the three of them fit perfectly together and I was invited over to see how he was getting on. Walking in Harry greeted me like an old friend and I almost cried. His owners said they hadn't seen him greet anyone like that before, his paws were up in my shoulders when I bent down and he nuzzled into my face. We played with some toys I'd bought him for Christmas and it really made every time I've cried at the dogs home worth it. 



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