As I mentioned in my last post, I haven’t had the time or energy to write much lately, what with the move, the fact that I am still recovering from my surgery, and my brain is shrouded in Fibro Fog.
So, I thought I would give you a few short stories of what being me has been like lately. I hope you like this first one.
Hubby has always looked after the dog tags since we got Violet. She is all legal and tagged for our current city; however, since we are moving one over, we have to register her in the new area for the rest of the year. He did this on one of his work breaks while we were still living in Surrey and put the Langley tag on one side of her collar, leaving the current one on the other.
I was taking her, and Monkey of course, for our walk yesterday and when I was putting her leash on I noticed the two tags. I laughed and said, “Congratulations Girlie, you have dual Citizenship!” It didn’t seem to phase her much, she just wanted to get on with the walk. But Hubby and I thought it was kinda cool!