Of dogs and such

Lucky, our puppy at a few weeks old.

Lucky now at about 3 months old, getting kind of big

Lou our older dog, she is about 6 years old.

Having two dogs I thought would be twice the fun but it is also twice the work. Fortually the two boys who asked, (begged) for the dogs are also very good at taking care of them. They clean up after them, feed them and make sure they have water. D walks his dog everyday, weather permitting, I walk the puppy with C most days. The puppy is as big as the older dog, and she is only 3 months old. I like having the dogs, they make me feel settled, even though this country isn't my home, and maybe will never feel like it, the dogs comfort me in a way that is hard to describe. I guess because they never talk back, on the days that I am down I go and talk to one or the other of the dogs, tell them all my problems and pains and all they do is give me doe eyes. But the puppy is still in the biting stage, I hope she grows out it quickly as it is getting to be a challenge to pass by her without a nip on the ankles!!!!

Computer illiterate

I am so thick when it comes to using the computer. I can surf the web, and check my email but beyond that i get very lost. The reason no updates on this blog is because my husband signed me out of Google and I couldn't sign in again. I forgot my password so created a new one but before I had chance to sign in with the new one I got distracted by my kids. One hour later I came back to finish logging in, entered my email address but couldn't remember the new password I had created. So had to start again!!
Well our new puppy is really growing. She seems bigger every time I look at her. She is still into biting and chewing anything left near her. The other morning I found hubby laughing outside, we had hung the laundry near where the puppy is because of the rain. She had managed to jump up and grab my bra and was busy chewing away on it. Of all the old clothes hanging up there she had to choose my bra. We have been walking her once or twice a day, depending on the weather.
Walking really helps me. I am so stressed at the moment. Living with MIL is turning out to be a lot harder than I thought, most days there is a lot of bad feelings and hurt feeling, on all sides. Getting out with the dogs and a couple of the kids really helps, it is a time to relax, the kids open up and talk to me, which is good.
Time to get something done.