Hello there my fabulous friends!
I must apologise for being a bit slack on the old blog posting over the last fortnight -
But as you can see, I've been absolutely flat out...
|Quiet please - men at work...|
But, my hectic schedule aside -
Last Friday was a very special day, because mum turned 21... again!!
|Happy Birthday mum... you don't look a day over 40...|
The morning started with me and papa sneaking into her room and surprising her with different coloured wrapping paper for her to play with...
|I'll help you shred it mum...|
But for some strange reason, mum seemed more interested in the contents of the wrapping paper than playing with the packaging...
|Well this is boring...|
But once I'd got over the disappointment of her not appreciating how much fun you can have with wrapping paper, I was pleasantly surprised to discover that almost all her presents had a theme -
Papa helped me select my gift for mum this year, and I was excited to see the good people at Radley clearly understand that Scottish Terriers are not just the most desirable breed when it comes to finding your lifelong companion, but we also make pretty fantastic fashion statements.
|What a great bag! There are two Morries! |
And, it wasn't just me and papa that followed this trend.
Mum's dad is getting on a bit, and over the past year I've really made a big effort to get him out of the house every so often...
|Come on Grandad... let's go to your happy place...|
Anyway, it seems my community service has really made an impression on Grandad, because he gifted mum this great shopping bag - also with lots of Scotties on it!
|So many images of me! |
Even Grandma joined in the fun - with this classy, but appropriate Radley purse...
|It's nice, but it could use more of me on it...|
And my Aunty Anna really took it to a whole extra level - sniffing out an incredible Scottie lamp!
|Wow... it's so life-like!|
|It even lights up like me! Oh, hang on...|
At first I loved the lamp, because, you know, it looked like me, and what's not to love about that?!
But then I noticed mum starting to hug the lamp, stroke it, and even pat its rump the way she does with me, and I was worried I was being replaced...
|Come on mum, I'm clearly much cuter...|
|It doesn't even smell like me...|
But thankfully she put it aside as she went to open another gift - this time from my Aunty Lizzie.
I was really excited about this last present because Aunty Lizzie said it would be something for me! This seemed like it was going to be the best present of the lot, because nothing says "Happy Birthday Mum,"
like giving me a present...
Unfortunately, it turns out that my Aunty Lizzie really doesn't like me that much -
|What the hell?!|
Yes that's right, my Aunty thought that humiliating me with a bee costume would be a great gift -
|Get this off me...|
Worst of all, mum seemed to agree -
|Get it off right now...|
Thankfully the nonsense was over quickly, and mum has put the stupid bee costume away...
warned Aunty Lizzie...
getting you back when your birthday rolls around!!!
Until next time!
"...because there's nothing minor about being a Morris..."