I hope all of you Americans had a fantastic Thanksgiving! One day I’d love to experience a real Thanksgiving… hint, hint…
On with today’s post:
As you may have noticed on our facebook page, I’ve been “baby”sitting my Mum’s dog, Camma. She’s absolutely wonderful. Except in the morning…
She was dead asleep, so I decided to sleep some more. But I’d forgotten something…
My alarm clock…
The positive side of this story? Oh well, she got me out of bed and we went for a long walk for an hour and a half. Thing is, I would’ve slept in if it wasn’t for her.
She’s really not that big, Mum’s new black Labrador. But when an average-sized dog thinks she’s still a tiny puppy when she jumps on top of you to cuddle, she’s humungous! My bum still hurts from being floored by the beast.
Her name is Kamma. Not really, though, because the Icelandic family who had her before named her Karma. Thing is, Icelandic people have big problems pronouncing “karma” and it took her a while to recognise Mum saying her name (although she had no trouble recognising the sound of food!)
Even though they have such pronunciation problems, nobody can deny that in this case, Karma is a bitch.