Well, the verdict is in.
After raising our fence, using poles which I sawed by hand, adding additional rope after he chewed through the first, second and third attempt at re-enforcing the fence...after adding a sheet of hardboard (a new canvass that is now destroyed ;( so that he couldn't see out (and jump) after the 6th escape and rampage, we have to take Corky to the SPCA.
We've given him as much time and effort as we dare, and at the cost of losing relationship with our neighbours: He has to go.
He is such a loving dog, a great (excellent) watchdog - I have slept better since having him here, and a very good friend to Skip and Oscar who love him dearly.
I must say, the dog food will last longer but we have really loved having the gorgeous brute living with us - no one can say that we haven't tried our best.
I can be brave, put on a silly face and say things like "strike three you're out!" but the truth is that I will miss him. He has the warmest eyes and I thought that at last...I had a dog with no issues.
Spoke too soon 'fence jumper'
I am also feeling so run down, I need a break. I have been burning the candle at both ends and feel like i'm teetering on the edge of doing something stupid like closing my business just for the sake of sanity. Sometimes I feel like I should just join the hamsters of the world and get onto the treadmill, sit at a PC, listen to East Coast Radio every day, get my pay packet at the end of the month. Lose out on the better part of my baby's day; and then I look around me at the business of my life, the creativity and flexibility that I have. I look at the three months of holiday that I get each year, the awesome people I work with. I get to lie in bed in the morning cuddling my girl till 8:30am I get to lie on the floor with her whenever I want, playing hide and seek with her, or clapping to her music with her. I can set up my equipment and play guitar all day, or set up and paint something huge. I get to write, create and use up my creative urges till I'm dry.
I need a holiday - that is for sure, but I also love my life. It really is a catch 22. egh. I need a hug.
Sands x
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