The Morrison household is in a collective state of baited breath this week with the exciting news that we are expecting a bundle of joy in a few weeks time. Before our families faint/choke/knit with the shock of this announcement, I must point out that our new family edition comes with four legs, a tail and the cutest little face you've ever seen.
Monty, the Springer spaniel, is only 5 weeks old at the moment, so will not be ready for collection for another 3 weeks, but nevertheless Chez Morrison is already in turmoil with preparations for his arrival. Gary is excitedly planning training runs in his head for when the pup is old enough to join him on his woodland jaunts. The puppy socialisation group is booked, the vet is on standby, the pet insurance is purchased, and the cat is thinking of taking an extended holiday in destinations unknown.
I'll keep you posted with future cannine capers, but in the meantime here's Monty at 4 weeks old.
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