Evening all. Old habits die hard! M is away at a conference for several days so you've got me to read tonight at least. Tomorrow I am to get home from work and feed the calves etc before taking H to piano then driving to Rottenrua for a Hangi and concert. M felt that the girls would be too upset if she came home and said that she had been and they hadn't. I have to go as I am the driver before you ask. The real reason as we all know is that M can't bear to be separated from the Herberts, but then she can't stand being with them either! Catch 22 I believe. Well , what can I bore you with tonight?
I am dealing with a griefy dog bite at work currently. A chap had a lump ripped from his inside thigh by a delightful pig dog mutt cross. The owner has said that he isn't going to have it put down regardless and, being a good upstanding citizen would consider putting it elsewhere first! I ask you, what sort of pratts are these people? Anyhow, he is coming to see me at my office in the morning so I shall be Mr Diplomacy. Difficult to see that? I shall point out that if he wants to keep his dog, he is welcome. I shall then explain that he will have to comply with the Dog Control Act requirements for possessing a dangerous dog and the issue will go to Court. The Court have to make a destruction order so it is 99.9999. safe that he will be losing the case at great cost to himself! He will have to have his precious 'pet' sterilized. I believe it to be a male dog, not that that is at all relevant. Make a secure enclosure within his property etc etc. Oh yes, he has to register it too! Now, the fee here is $100 for a full registration. Add, 50% as the dog wasn't registered on time, becomes $150 plus if he agrees to his pooch being a dangerous dog a further 50%, $225! Would you? Or would you gratefully accept the offer of me dispatching the same pooch at home in th comfrt of his surrounds or even at great expense to the rate payers of Matamata-Piako district, taking him to the vets if you could bear to be parted from him? I think I know which way I'd go. Watch this space!!
Rant over.
Cx darling, I want to hear all about it. The Calf leading. I never actually did any showing for Di as when she invited me to lead one of her bulls at a show, it was cancelled due to Foot and Mouth. Prince would have won too I'm sure, we bonded well. He used to love having his back massaged. All I could think of was tenderising the sirloin steak beneath. I was always wary of his size and power, but he was a gentleman bull. It would be stupid to ever be in his pen on my own on the farm and I never was, but he was always placid until the cows came in or he went out to them! Bloody showoff. Pole vaulting around in such a manner as to make a grown man cringe. I hope you get your ribbon. Dexters are pretty sweet aren't they?
Stan, what news of your leave? It has gone quiet for some time on that front I fear. Let's faceit, the Mets want you over here anyway! Apert from Antarctica, it is about as far from London as they could hope for.
I am trying my best to win the ticket home for Old Boys by being good and creepy but I don't think I'll hold my breath, nor should you. Hx, sorry sweety, I feel that this therapy thing will have to go on a bit longer! Apologise to all the sweet lost things out there in the same boat won't you?
Anyway, enough of my drivel, we will next catch up on Saturday or Sunday. Take care out there.
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