Andy away, he left us this morning after a wonderful walk with Louis and a very well cooked sausage sandwich.
Louis is fast asleep on his sofa, we miss the chaos Andy brings to our happy little home. This week is going to drag; I will amuse us, but I am finding it hard, Louis just isn’t as pesty as his dad.
Louis’ trainer called to say he has a chance to redeem himself on Tuesday as we can’t have the training hall on Thursday. I do hope Louis thinks with his head and gets some well needed training in, his test is on the 19th June.
We walked for miles today up to Cheadle Hulme and through Bramhall park stopping off at my mums for a well deserved cup of tea and a little sympathy. Louis got spoilt too, he had half my salmon buttie.
I couldn’t walk down story-ville this evening as I’m in the first phase of missing Andy. Andy just phoned, he’s in Chicago and just about to get on to his next flight. Hurry home, your boy and I are c–p without you.
My blog will be more Louis orientated tomorrow as I will have adjusted to single life again.