Pud and Pee-Wee-Two-Poo

We're always giving the puppies alternative names, Max is Shmoo/Syd/Bruiser/Monkey Boy/Little Shit/Poo Face/Mr. P. Uppington (a personal favourite) and Millie is Moo/Chunkella/Wiggly Woo/Mills to name but a few, however just recently it would appear that Millie and Max have a couple of names that seem to stick. Millie has developed a waistline since her previous life as a waif and stray - well she was never going to be a size zero, not in this house - and so Dad 1 has taken to calling her 'Pud', which does suit her. She does eat far more than Max and doesn't have the metabolism or endless energy that he does so it seems only right that she becomes a solid lady with a voluptuous figure! She's gone from Kate Moss to Oprah Winfrey without the drugs or doughnuts!

Pud

Maximillian has a couple of toilet-related 'habits' (He was never going to be classy was he?!?!) and so it goes without saying that his new names are also derived from his daily rituals. Pee-Wee-Two-Poo has been so named in honour of the fact that he has a 'little problem'. He can't control himself when he gets really excited and so he dribbles and 'wets himself'. Although, if you're Aunty Kay, you get him really, REALLY excited and then you plonk him on Dad 2's chest and watch as Max pee's all over his Dad.....thanks Kay!!! Two-Poo is basically because when we go out for a walk to the park Max nearly always does two poos, most of the time in the most inappropriate of places and that's the story of Pee-Wee-Two-Poo.

Pee-Wee-Two-Poo

Apart from coming up with ridiculous alternative names for the pups, life is as life is, quiet and non-eventful for the moment. Considering the last 6 months it's something I'm rather happy to roll along with to be honest, lord knows 'His Nibs' needs the break and I have recently come to the conclusion that I am tired, really rather lethargic and in need of a rest, both physically and mentally - and I'm "menstrual", short tempered and moody (no change there then I hear you say!!!). However, all is not well in McEllis Towers, my lovely man is unwell again and we don't really know why. Pain and discomfort, the inability to walk too far without using his walking sticks (Thank God he can still reach the kitchen and cook the dinner - yes, I AM joking!!!). He's had all sorts of tests and x-rays, however we're no nearer an informed decision (our GP is a prize Numpty!!!) so it looks like we'll be getting him back in to hospital for more...there is talk of an MRI....we will see. I worry about him, I always worry about him, but it's the last thing he needs right now and is, as they say, the icing on the cake!

Mr & Mr McEllis

We're currently flicking through seed catalogues trying to decide on want to grow at the allotment for this year's crop. We're definitely going to get the mini poly tunnel up this year and fill it with various varieties of tomato, cucumber and melon and then fill the outer beds with the usual suspects - french beans, potatoes, celeriac, broad beans, artichokes, salad leaves, radishes, brassicas, turnips, etc, etc. The planning stage is very exciting, almost more exciting than watching your seeds grow into something edible and delicious and I can't tell you how fantastic it is when you get home and the post has brought you a delivery of seeds......FAB!

A small section of the allotment - 2010

We are currently planning our trip to Mexico (Don't tell M&M - they don't know!!!) and we're more than a little excited.....the warmth, sun, bird watching and relaxation will do us both the world of good methinks. I've only ever been to the Americas once, the West Coast in 1998 so this is very exciting for me.....all those new bird species I haven't seen yet including Hummingbirds *excited scream*

Now if someone could arrange for the next 5 weeks to be 'event free' I would be most grateful!!!!!

5 weeks and we will be here!!!