hmm another title to invent

testing blogger from my phone today. I have to say, someone needs to invent a random blog title generator, its quite hard to think of a new title each time. not that anyones looking! Lol to self.

Went to see m's granny n grandad today, formerly known as my own mum n dad, and dropped dads birthday pressie off before they jetted off on holiday for almost a week. Walked dog along river and let him have a swim, hes swimming mad that dog but i dont know what was in that last bit of river cos he came out STINKING and grey. Not nice. Tried to throw some buckets of water over him but he didnt like that so i showered him upon our return home. Still a faint yuk smell hanging around though. Nearly had a door crisis when he jumped up n scratched dads back door but crisis was averted by careful application of shoe polish to said scratches only minutes before the return of the grandparents. Phew!

Dont know what it is about sunshine and fresh air but im knackered now and babys been sleeping for the past few hours too. So he'll prob be awake all night now. In which case what am i doing writing really, must really be sleeping too. Night night diary dear x

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