moving on

 

I'm always a little sad at the end of Winter to pack

my crochet blankets away.

 

All during the cold weather

they have been snuggled in and cuddled in.

They have been cried on and laughed in.

They have been fought in and fought over.

 

For now they are clean and being packed away.

 

Next Winter will be very different in my home

with my kids growing up and moving on.

 

So I guess I will be making blankets for their homes...

 

and cuddling the pets that are left behind.

goodbye old mate

I commented on someones blog the other night

about how my dog had been run over by our ute .

I was a bit flippant as I never expected it

to be serious as anyone can tell you

cattle dogs are tough !

Our poor old dog died this morning and

we are all shattered .

We have a habit here of getting dogs

that no one else wants and we have always

been so lucky to have these dogs as

part of our family .

This dog was named Blox as he was x blue

cattle dog and foxie and he was a great little dog .

Our other dog is now pining and is confused .

Dear old Blox , I hope there are cats bums galore

in heaven for you to sniff all day .

Love you mate xxxx