Tuesday, May 10, 2011

How much is that doggy,house,lamp,carpet,house in the window?


My friend bought a house.
Not a dolls house, not some little tiny town house with half a bathroom and a hundred neighbours,
Oh no, my friend bought a real house, a real house in leafy suburbia, a hop skip and a jump away from Delta Park, ah the bliss.




Friends came over with gifts, the ameezing Camilla brought a delicate little glass bird vase, i brought dustbin bags and arms ready to carry boxes, other friends brought words of encouragement, some just a 'hey!If you need help call!'sms. Nicola and Nick brought tummy aching laughter. The list of wonderful help was wonderful.
Now being a grown up means being able to do grown up things.
So on Saturday, exactly a week after the happy couple had moved in, off we went in a very grown up fashion to Wetnose to pick up Fred.
Fred is a danglified rescued Basset cross beagle.
A dog that more resembles a baby Elephant than a baby pooch.
But Sjoe!he sure is wonderful.
Okay so he pee's inside every now and then, and charges for the gate like a bat out of hell.
But who said being a grown up was easy?
After a long day of dog fetching, dog playing, dog training and dog 'oohing and ah! he sat-ing' We flopped down with some grown up people's food(Sushi)and had a very serious grown up talk about how scary all this grown up stuff really is.
Its like, you had this idea all along of meeting the guy, finding the dog and moving into the house, and then it happens and the toilet overflows, the noises at night are scary, the dog makes a number two on the new Persian rug and you find yourself wishing you were five years old again and the worst thing ever to happen to you is that mom forgot to buy fish fingers and now you have to eat smackaroo's for dinner.
Okay she didnt exactly say it in those particular words it was more like a burst of tears and lots of swear words.
But when we spoke the next day, everything seemed to have fallen into place, as i knew it would...I knew it would, but not because i have my own grown up life yet, but because i know her,and she was always going to be amazing at being a home owner and a grown up and as scary as it all is out there,i know when i look at my friend, that there is nothing more amazing, than knowing you have the support of your friends when moving house, buying a dog, or when you hear scary night noises and that can cure just about anyones buyers remorse.

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