Home, bruised and sore and full of love. What a weird, wonderful, wild bunch of furry folk.
Every Doggy Weekend is a blast, dancing, filth and love abound.
Can we go again? (After a few days of sleep)
Just realised I’m the kind of bitch that has empathy for poor noisy abused power steering pumps in Tesco car parks.
Turning the wheel harder against the stop won’t make you turn any tighter, won’t somebody think about the pumps!