We have put off saying goodbye to James and Jane, though they fed us very nicely and we had a walk down the Chelmsford-Maldon canal with them. Dad and Shirley have had some good E-time and Eloise by now has said goodbye in her own way to Marks and Spencer...
It's all been very exhausting and emotionally intense, probably more so for Nicole than for me, but there's no doubt that it's tough and at times we've wondered about what the hell we're doing considering what we're putting everyone through.
Last night reality dawned in a big way as Tiny and Matilda had their last meal in the United Kingdom of Great Britain, Northern Ireland, and the Falkland Islands - long may it prosper - and had their last walk with Sarah and Mindy this morning. We returned home to find the Airsupply van waiting to take them away and we wiped away an almost-tear as it pulled away taking the poor innocent ignorant mutts away to the new life they never asked for and probably never would have wanted. They'd better bloody well like it there for all the effort and dosh it's taking to get them there though!
So no more hunting under the table for leftovers, lounging on the sofa, cleaning up after the baby, chasing rabbits, etc etc for the next month or so for them as they have to serve out their 30 days in Sydney.
They fly tonight, God help them. There had better be no hiccups or else we're in trouble!
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