Life after Shula

 What do you do when you can’t sleep and your mind runs riot. I have tried watching television but can’t consecrate. Reading which once helped isn’t now. I remember at such times brushing Shula and silly dog loved it. I have tried with Sky but she really doesn’t want it. I am back to flicking through the TV or can write on here

I don’t think I have the energy to create a new blog so this is Life After Shula which is not easy because for the last fourteen years she was my consent companion. She was the reason why we have Sky, my reason to go out walking and everything good in my life. 

I remember the first day when we brought her home she had weed herself and puked up in the car, she just lay on the terrace and I just sat and watched her for about four hours while she slept. When she woke she crept about and encountered Pippa one of our cats and started to bark, I told her no and she retreated to her basket. We were ever vigilant watching when she needed to wee we took her outside and when she went we praised her so ended up being able to tell her when and where to go. She was the most loving dog ever, so miss her.