The Escape Artist

Yesterday morning, Macy made another break through the hedge into the adjoining field to chase a few sheep. Not good. It is beyond frustrating, to be honest, and very scary. I certainly don’t want to find myself in the position of collecting a very dead young dog after having been (quite within his rights) shot [Read On]

I used to have a nice house….

If you have children, you’ve experienced it. That sinking, gut wrenching feeling….when you discover… marker on the wall…or on the sofa…or the cat in the dryer….whatever. Lets face it, the day you gave birth, you may as well have kissed your neat, orderly and clean house goodbye. I have to admit, I’ve been reasonably lucky. [Read On]