Can't believe it, but this Sunday (3 December) is Billy's 1st gotcha day. Weird because sometimes he still feels new, but at the same time I feel like I've always had him! I think more stovies to celebrate (a generous move on my part, as I am a lifelong vegetarian!). Just hope my doggies don't start thinking stovies will be a regular thing, as they had homemade stovies just over a week ago for Lizzie's 3rd birthday!

The good news is, Billy has at least forgiven me for the bed incident - this involved me keeping the dogs up until 2am and then waking them again at 6am, only to empty the bedroom of all bedding, human and dog. Billy had a bit of a sulk, but when an even bigger human (or is that dog?!) bed arrived, he did forgive me!

This is where Billy glued himself to the wall the old bed stood against, and, for the first time ever, he sulked with me! Look at the death-glare in those eyes!!!