This was my desk yesterday evening, with the card I had just made for a swap where you had to use peel offs. I think I should have coloured around the sentiment in the yellow, as the purple doesn't help the sentiment stand out.
Well I have a name for the Suzuki. I did think about AO, which Is blue in Japanese (Suzuki is Japanese) and the first two letters of my registration are AO. However, I put all 13 suggestions (from groups, FB, blog comments and emails) into a hat (well a bowl).
The winner is Blue suggested by Dianne Richardson. There will be a little prize going her way.
I picked up my newer car this morning. I loved driving Kermit (my VW Golf), but he was 16 and more and more things needed doing.
I've got a 5 year old Suzuki SX4. Dad had one several years ago, which I drove occasionally. All I have to get use to is that it's not automatic, so I have to remember to change gear. I stalled it twice on the way home, but I am sure I will get the hang of it.
I would have shown you front and back, but apparently it's not good to show the Registration plate. There must be some way of blacking that out, but I don't know how.
If you are looking for WOYWW post, it is under this one.
My beautiful Polly is 10 today. I still remember the day I went to the RGT (Retired Greyhound Trust) kennels to see about getting another Greyhound. The lady who ran the kennels brought her out to me and that was it. I didn't need to see another one.
She mended my broken heart when I lost Song, my previous Greyhound suddenly to Cancer.
Here's my Honey from the other evening. She looked so uncomfortable.
The reason she is laying like this is because she hopes I will take pity on her and get Polly to move off the memory foam pads.
There are memory foam pads in the rigid dog beds, but for some reason they both like to lay on the pads. They will go into the rigid beds and curl up happily, but when Honey wants to go on the pads, Honey expects Polly to move. Sometimes she will stand right close to the pads and glare at Polly. Polly takes no notice.
It's Honey's 2nd Gotcha Day today. Can't believe I have had my mischief maker two years.
During those two years I have managed to stop her acting like a rabid Kangaroo on the end of the lead, when she sees cats or bunnies. She still gets excited and will go up onto her toes trying to be a beautiful ballerina, whilst she lets out a few barks and occasionally the odd howl.
Around Easter of 2016 the inevitable happened. Honey had Happy Tail and would wag her tail very vigorously and at every opportunity. She banged her tail one time too many and split it open. My flat resembled a crime scene and I am still finding spots of blood now. Even got a few spots on the ceiling. After re-opening the cut several times an infection started, so the vet said it would be best to take the tail off. Now instead of her tail wagging her butt does.
Earlier I called Honey my mischief maker, this is because she seems to attract mischief. Often things just happen, like her nose swiping an ornament off the window sill, backing up and knocking over the water bowl, throwing one of the toys and it landing amongst my photo frames sending them flying. Sometimes she throws a toy and it can take me a while to find it. They've been on top of the curtain rail and sitting on a shelf, as if they've been put there very carefully, but it's been luck it's landed without knocking anything over. More than once I have come home to find two or three books int he middle of the room. Not a mark on them. I can only assume she didn't like any of them, or maybe she had already read them.
She is the most vocal and often does her Wolf impression. She's the most playful and definitely the most affectionate.
She's the first Greyhound I have had that has night terrors. She can't come on my bed, as if she wakes with a start, she goes rigid, growls and the next step could be a bite, so I have to keep her off.
For all her Honeyisms I wouldn't want her any other way.