Dressing up Snow White (me?!) and the Seven Dwarfs (the small dogs!!) wasn’t meant to be this year – the last couple of weeks had been taken up with making Chihuahua Christmas decorations and setting up the craft shop sites and getting the business cards together, and also, the sale of one of my pups, Maxi. We had been on the fence about whether to keep a seventh (small) dog, but with his constant biting attacks on his smaller brother, Twiglet, with the last attack too severe, we made extra effort to find him a loving home. We’d almost found him one but he’s coming back as we think the situation isn’t ideal, although the people seem kind.
We – Mum in the front passenger seat with Oscar on her lap reading maps – went to visit Maxi in his (temporary) new home, Sunday. They didn’t wish for us to come sooner, in daylight, so I got us lost driving in the dark there. I don’t really know the town which is a mass of tightly knit spaghetti roads, including one-way ones in a small built-up area (Hello modern Britain!). Not having a sat-nav in my classic Honda, but recent maps that were unfortunately not recent enough depicting a new housing estate (why weren’t we told?) aided in the confusion. Driving back was another kind of adventure, in ever thickening fog – my mum did warn me not to take the winding coast road, home! Once home, the background migraine decided to flare and I had to sit still for a while. It wasn’t the stress surrounding the pup’s new home – the woman I liked – or the exciting driving – I don’t mind – it must have been the constant movement of the roadtrip. Bright lights, loud noises and movement…that’s what my body doesn’t like – considerably! – since the injury. The network of my nerve circuits is a big mis-firing mess.
The next day John and I went food shopping – at a budget store which I stopped going to a while ago due to it not being very disabled-friendly (trolleys/carts too low to reach for groceries, the urgency of the autobahn-checkouts, the l-o-n-g queues, the need to bring my own mobility scooter whereas our local Asda has several of them and with big baskets). I thought it another way in which we could save a little extra for Christmas. Wrong! Because I then left with a bundle of fireworks for November the 5th!
“Guy Fawkes, the Gunpowder Plot. This is an important English date for John to get to know,” I said.
Imagine my joy when I come home and see this little chap waiting in the window!
Wait for it…..
See him? Oscar Dandelion, Sentinel of the Home. He’s very popular with the delivery people. He may be small in statue but he’s big on security.
Ah. A little bigger.
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Thank you for dropping by
Faith and Oscar Dandelion + co. xox
Copyright Faith McCord 2016
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