In little over a week the ultimate Marvel film Avengers Assemble comes to our UK cinemas! On Thursday 27th April you may find little children ripping their clothes off after saying something like "Don't make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry" oooor perhaps taking a hammer from Daddy's tools before shouting "Have at thee!" oooor just simply stealing someones hubcap & using it as a shield.
I have been obsessed with the release of this film ever since a certain special clip shown after the credits at the end of Iron Man. Sadly I don't know if I will be going on the Thursday to see the film because I have work. Perhaps I'll take the day off? But I shouldn't... I could wait for the Friday... I know I'll be seeing it several times... OH I DON'T KNOW!
Ready, Steady, Cook!
That girlfriend of mine... You know the one. Short, smiley, doesn't stop talking. Yeah her! Well she has a job (again) but this one she seems really excited about (didn't she say that last time?) because she's working with mainly women (isn't that sexist?) & feels a lot more comfortable. She's doing a cooking apprenticeship thing (to be honest I'm not sure) in a Nursing Home 5 mins away from our house (so she can make her own way there) which I drive her to & from each day (waste of petrol). She's been doing the washing up (like all good women) as well as baking (practice could never hurt) & no doubt she'll be doing more cooking soon (which is good considering that's her job).
There are drivers... & there are DRIVERS
Today was actually the Girlfriend's first day at her new job. After finishing off a 12 hour stint at work I got home & was basically twiddling my thumbs for 2 hours trying to kill time & not fall asleep. We left to get to her work 30 mins early but but but there was an accident just down my road & the police wouldn't let anyone pass! So I thought I'd be clever & go through some lanes & basically do a circle to get to the Nursing Home (A route which my Dad the cab driver admitted he also would've done - RESULT!) I thought I was doing very well until I turned into another narrow road.... A lorry was trying to turn round (Why do lorries always have to even attempt to go down a lane? They rarely succeed!!!) & there was a queue of about 30 odd cars on either side. I was very patient & reversed when I needed to & judged things accurately as well as trying to make sure I didn't mess things up for the other drivers.
By the time I got through all of that & made my way to the nursing home... 28 mins had passed. So I did get her there early... but only by 2 mins! It then took another 30 mins to get back home (I tried a completely different route) & was finally able to get to bed after having been awake for 24 hours.
Who let the dogs out?
Are you a dog person? Or a cat person? I think I'm both. I've always had this fear of dogs (sharp teeth) but I suppose that was due to lack of experience with them. When I was a baby/toddler we had a gorgeous, intelligent, protective German Shepherd Dog who would look after me & let my parents know when I was crying. But sadly he died when I was still very young so don't really remember him.
Whereas cats I've always had. Had one cat when I was 0 - 9 years old. Another pair (one who ran away) when I was 9 - 20 years old & now three more (YES THREE!) who are little devils. I get on very well with cats but there's always something missing that I can't put my finger on.
I need a best friend. A faithful companion. Someone to protect me & wont leave me. Someone I could protect & never leave.
Over the past 4 or so years I've had more & more contact with a GSD that belongs to my Aunt. I have had him bite me when he got too excited but I'm still alive. I spent more time with him after that & realised that he didn't mean to. I think that was a very big step I made.
Here comes the reason I'm bringing all this up...
The girlfriend & I always talked about having dogs. I wanted a GSD & she wanted a St Bernard (Beethoven). But lately she was talking about having her own little dog... Like a Yorkshire Terrier. She would go on non-stop about this. So I said it was down to our landlord (Dad) whether we'd be allowed one. He said no because he doesn't like "ratty" dogs. He said "The only dogs allowed under my roof is a German Shepherd". So my Girlfriend jumped at this & asked whether we could have one if he didn't have to pay for it. He agreed.
So now we are looking at getting a Rescue Dog & tomorrow Dad & I are going to a local Dogs Trust to visit a German Shepherd to see what he's like. I'm really looking forward to it. It always breaks my heart to see animals mistreated or abandoned so I'm also sort of nervous that I'll fall in love with him straightaway whether or not he's the sort of thing we're looking for.
Here's the dog we're looking at. I can't wait!!! Look at his eyes!!!
Hachi: A Dog's Tale
A few days ago I watched the last 5 minsrelate to Hachi really well... Losing someone you love. I'd hate for something like that to happen to an animal I owned... I can't even imagine what it would be like if my household died & my cats (possibly a dog as well) were to wonder where we were. It breaks my heart.But in that respect that's also why I want to adopt a rescue dog. Because they've been abandoned for whatever reason & need someone to come & look after them.
By the way this film is actually based on a true story. If you ever want to watch it (& I do recommend you do like I will try to someday) then have a box of tissues handy.
Goodbye & God bless
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