Long Monday. It started with an 8.30 meeting - I find PowerPoint amazingly hypnotic and almost fell asleep several times. Then I went back to the office and called some clients, none of whom were in. Then I went out in a work car I haven't driven before and stalled in the middle of an intersection. Not one of my more glorious days.
But and then I came home and Charlie (big dog) was barking with enormous ferocity, which is usually reserved for a) intruders*, b) cars, c) 'doorbell' and 'lift' noises on TV, and d) family members leaving the house - every time someone leaves for work or band or just to go down the pub Charlie suddenly remembers he's a SHEEPDOG and OH GOD KEEP THE FLOCK TOGETHER BARK BARK BARK BARK!
*Charlie thinks most people are intruders. Some days it is hard not to agree
Anyway, when I got home he was backed up in the doorway releasing a huge volley of panicked barks at some unseen threat. I thought maybe we had a burglar but it turned out to be a sausage! It had been under the grill, become hot, gone 'Pheeeeeeeee' and then BURST and alarmed him. I took it out to show him but he didn't want to know, so I waited until the sausage cooled and then cut it in half and I ate half and he ate half, and we both felt better.
I felt better because even though my day was boring and disheartening at least I didn't get scared and shout at food. Charlie felt better because he got to eat the sausage. And maybe tomorrow something blogworthy will happen but if not BRACE YOURSELF FOR MORE OF THIS BARK BARK BARK BARK!