A pic entitled "I am not very happy with my Mum cos she's making me wear this bloody silly Santa Suit!!!"
we're getting ready for our Christmas visit to the Oldie Palace on the 20th December. Since taking the piccie of MM in the Santa Suit (now in the bin), we bought a slightly larger outfit with cutouts instead of long arms, and no hood bit. Still not very happy Jan, but much better tks and the Oldies (says she who is only a couple of years younger than some of them - could be scary if I thought too hard about it, so I don't LOL) will love her whatever she's wearing.
Just so that MM doesn't feel completely alone in the "I look like a prat" stakes, I have a santa hat that wiggles and sings "Jingle Bells", and we will be carrying a santa bag that flashes on and off with coloured light and is full of choccies to give out.
We go to Greenhills (the oldie palace) every fortnight now. Once a week was a bit much for the Divine Ms M. as all that kindness and consideration (from her) took it out of her a bit too much - she's only a baby after all, something everyone forgets as she's so very well behaved and calm as soon as we go in. She's a lot happier now we go fortnightly - in fact I'd go so far as to say that she now actually enjoys our visits (well her visits, no one gives a hoot that I'm there LOL), she actually dragged me towards the front door last visit!
Sadly, I think that Ronnie, the lady who rather pulled our girl about a little too much, is on the way out. When we visited last week she was very frail and to my eye positively yellow. I guess when you don't see people every day you notice deterioration more. It occurred to me that I will have to get used to the idea that people will die between our visits. On the one hand kind of weird, but on the other, fantastic that little MM makes such a difference to their last days.
I'm acutely aware that Miss Molly is a very special person and needs a job to reach her full potential. We tried and discarded various avenues, such as agility - seems I'm lacking in that department and only likely to deteriorate - wine, it seems, dulls the pain a little but cures nothing ... so I have her to thank that we have found something that we both now find very fulfilling. Whilst I do realise that it's likely most of our regulars will not remember we existed if we never show up again, it really does give one a "warm fuzzy" to see the joy that MM brings when they see her. To be fair, a few do remember that she's been before and will be back again, but they are not in the majority. I think it's also really good for the staff. They all love her to pieces AND they remember she comes once a fortnight <G>.
Now to get a bit soppy .. I cannot tell you how grateful I am that you gave us the opportunity to welcome MM to our family. I/we love her to distraction. I do believe the feeling is mutual. Whilst every dog I've ever been privileged to have in my home has made me feel as if they care about me, I don't think I've ever felt as much true love as MM offers me on a daily basis ... even when she's being a really, REALLY big pain in the bum <G>.
Well I must away. Time to let the ponies out after their dinner and for MM to have her pony poo supper <G>
All the best - and will send you highly embarrasing chrissy pix in due course :)