One final Goodbye

A little explanation first for those who don't know about 8 years ago my brothers my mum and I adopted a lovely labrodor x From rspca in brighton, This animal was the most stubborn and spoilt in the dog kingdom but he wasn't just a dog he was half human he had ways of communicating himself, you could give him a bowl of water but he'd drink from my mums kitchen tap (it was seperate from the others that were normally used).

This was the very last time we saw him and it is how we wish to remember him. A lovely dog full of life love and joy, He did not need to know when you were going to be back just that you were going to love him when you were.

He was not well and had issues with his bowels and colitis. The problems were so bad he had to be put to sleep and went to a meadow of stars in the sky.

When we got him I was about 14 and a teenage tear away I always used to think as walking him a chore, I loved to play with him indoors but as a teen that's as far as it went. I have many many fond memories But those most treasured are the silliest of the lot. For example I would knock on my mother's door when visiting with our littlen and he had an almighty bark, before we entered we always used to have to take a deep breath and brace ourselves for utter chaos because that is what he was. a Pain... But he was our pain.


When he was just a pup he knew when I needed to be up for school.. and when he wanted a walk he used to jump on my bed and chase his tail til I got up to let him out.

The saddest thing for me is the fact that my child was always scared of him after he tried to lick him but went for a nip. That day was a huge argument after someone that had no right slapped him on the nose but more then a slap I am just being polite.

That day. Yesterday. For the first and last ever time My little one said hello and goodnight mason was not jumping at him and our little one went and stroked him. and stroked him to sleep.

So before I well up I am going to put the short poem that I posted on my facebook page

I love you mason.

I shall always remember you for the amazing pain in the ass you were, you were the loveable rogue and never forgotten Although I wasn't there very often not a day goes by when I don't think about the times we played together, you used to disobey my calls and ignore me when told to sit, but that's just who you were an amazing pet, you were independant you had such character now they've laid a meadow of stars for you to be free as your spirit was in life Love you mason R.I.P 


So for one final time Goodbye matey, going to miss your fur all over me when I visit... R.I.P

A little about our family

Things could be easier...

Like everyone in the uk me and my family find it a bit of a struggle for day to day living, this is usually caused by me spending money that I shouldn't But the Missus put's up with me none the less.

We have a 2-year old who shall not be named explicitly for our own personal security. He however is the cutest littlest lad in the world and this is the yuck moment, He is my world.

Everyday it feels we do the same old things wake up, get dressed, do breakfast, do some work for our catalogue company, sit down have lunch, tea then bed. So I am starting this blog to help me see that our lives aren't quie so mundane and boring as myself and my partner think.

So over the last few days let me share with you a couple of the most humourous moments.

Miss-happiness and Misfortune
When My partner and I first got together I earned myself the nickname Master of Disaster. There was a reason for this everything I did, touched, breathed on seemed to either go wrong or fall apart take yesterday afternoon for example. My partner had just got back from the hospital after having an x-ray on her chest to diagnose the pain she'd been ignoring for the last couple of days, turned out she had an inflamed lung which is a serious issue for a severe asthmatic, I offered to make her a simple egg sandwich for lunch to which she told me would be very nice with a cup of tea (typical english family)


 Using what I thought was our best non-stick frying pan I poured in the oil cracked an egg and turned on the heat I should've realised something was wrong when the centre of the egg was cooking a lot slower then the outer edges. I had buttered both sides of bread on a plate to be all put together I scrape the egg out of the frying pan after it got stuck and fell apart (She never likes a fuss so told me only to do her the one) then before I could pick the egg off of the pan out of nowhere. BANG hot oil had exploded (Somehow) out of the frying pan and all over my bare torso. A normal person would go jump in the shower under a cold tap, Me? I do an incredible hulk pose and go in my highest pitched voice "ah f*** sh**" it wasn't until My other half got me a cold flannel that I decided to do something. Safe to say I am still suffering in pain the next morning.

Bitter Banter
My beloved and I often have banterous conversations in which we normally end up insulting each other. The other afternoon she asked for help with the housework however I was steadily drinking a cup of tea. Now I have a habit of getting over excited and random things coming out of my mouth. Anyone that knows me knows I try and get out of house work where and when I can, I will freely admit this to anyone, so slowly as I can drinking a cup of tea and munching on biscuits sophie getting increasingly agitated so the banter starts with something along the lines of "Can you help me please?" to which I responded "Why? you should know your place... besides I'm drinking tea" (please note I am not sexist but I know how it winds people up)


 she looked in my cup and said " well come on your nearly finished" which received an answer of    "yeah so should you be dog" (again please note this is how we banter none of it is truly meant) I then got called a C*** at which point my tea had run out (unbeknownst to her) the insults went back and forth until sophie realised I had stopped drinking my tea and faster then I could think I had already called the cup a b**** for running out of tea.... My beloved was in hysterics.

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