What a week...
I haven't blogged for a week, here is the update:
Christmas Eve we spent with the kidlets, popping back every hour and a half to check on the two dogs. In the evening they went out for a drive with little ones in their pyjamas, to see the Christmas lights on people's houses.
While they were out, we went into their house to put their gifts in the garage for mum and dad to put under their tree once the kids were asleep.
Then we came home and sat quietly for a while before opening our gifts to each other.
I gave Man Wonderful some books from his 'to read' list, some jeans and a lovely sweater from John Lewis.
Man Wonderful lived up to his nickname as I opened scented candles, jeans, lovely face products and some Vivienne Westwood perfume.
He also bought me a couple of books - this was one of them:
If you get the chance, give it a go - funny with twists throughout, and I can't wait for the next one to be published!
Christmas Day we spent with the kiddies (big and small) -with trips back to check on the two dogs - and son-in-law cooked a superb roast lunch with a Salmon Wellington as the main event. (LIDL - five stars from me).
Board games after lunch, then we came home as they went to see S-i-L's parents.
Man Wonderful and I went to walk the dogs then sat and enjoyed the rest of the day together.
Boxing Day was similarly spent, then things took a dramatic turn on the 27th..
New dog (been with us 5 weeks, rescued from Romania) suddenly 'turned' and bit granddaughter on her leg enough to require a trip to A&E.
This shocked us all. We contacted the charity straight away who were brilliant.
We can't risk the grandchildren. Granddaughter is 7 and understands new dog's background - he could have been harmed by children, he could always suddenly turn and attack,.. but Grandson is 6 and severely autistic. He doesn't understand beyond it is a dog. He was most at risk.
So today new dog went to live with a new lady - single and retired, no kids or grandkids, experienced with rescue dogs. We took him along with all the things we had got for him that were 'his', and he now lives in a thatched cottage with flagstone floors and an AGA and an acre of safe garden. He is in a better placement.
MW and I spent a couple of hours cleaning through the house - changing bedding, deep cleaning carpets and floors, etc.
And this afternoon the kids popped over. Safe and calm.
What a week...
I'm hoping 2021 will be less dramatic..