Another Christmas day has come and gone. I wasn’t sure how it would be, coming so soon after my brother dying? I thought that I did well? I smiled, joked and made conversation but apparently I ruined it all by humming? I didn’t know that I had hummed until I was told, and it is not an acceptable thing to do at Christmas!
I was feeling very low in the days leading up to the “big day” but others would have been suffering as much if not more than me so it would have been selfish to show it. I was jolly at times, at others maybe a little quiet but not moody, it all appeared to have gone well? apparently not, the whole thing laid low by the inadvertent attempt to reproduce an unknown tune from a head that has been bursting with grief! I haven’t looked at the gift that my brother bought for me the day before he died, I will, when it hurts a bit less.
The dogs did well. 🙂
We had way more visitors than Mack is comfortable with but he behaved impeccably, Indy wanted lots of loving but most people don’t mind that, he didn’t jump up on them. In normal times it would have been a success, even I wouldn’t have been able to ruin it.
Cody has returned to Wiccaweys after many years in his home due to no fault of his own. His adopter’s circumstances changed which meant she could no longer provide Cody with the home he was used to, and as always Wiccaweys were there for him no matter how far down the line.
Cody is a wonderful chap. He is happy and eager to please. He is polite and looking for a new best friend. He is good in the house, travels well and a firm favourite at Wiccaweys.
Happy New Year.