After a month
It’s been a month since Barney and Henry left.
I thought it would be difficult at first, but get easier. So far, it’s been quite the opposite. I’m getting used to the house not being so busy, but I’m missing Barney more than ever. We’d never been apart for more than two nights in a row until now. The last month has been the longest in my life.
Henry’s birthday was earlier this week; I wrote a “happy birthday” post the day before, and saved it with the next day’s date so it would post on the right day. Except that I didn’t; I somehow managed to set the date to May instead of April, so it didn’t show up. So… my apologies, and belated birthday wishes to Henry! I feel even more disorganised since I didn’t get to the post office to post his birthday card last week either, and then they were closed until Wednesday, so his card was sent late too - though since they’re away in Germany this week, he won’t get it until they get back anyway.
The pups are keeping us busy; they’re very funny and really remarkably good for their age. They were a bit unsure of things on Wednesday, but yesterday they were much more settled. We spent most of the day outside, mowing the grass and tidying the garden and the space around the house, and the pups had a great time frolicking on the grass. The boys did too 
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Pups! That’ll teach me not to bother looking below the fold! Oh, they’re beautiful! Congratulations xx
Hope it gets easier.
Puppies prompted lots of ‘awww’ from our kids.