I have a confession. Some mornings, although I know it’s a really bad habit, the first thing I do is scroll through social media. Despite knowing it’s not a great way to kick-start the day, sometimes a little mindless content is all too tempting. This morning, as I once again fell foul of that temptation, I was drawn to a Facebook post that overnight appears to have spread itself across multiple pages and groups. The article, headed: ‘NEW LAWS ABOUT DOGS WORRYING LIVESTOCK’ I

You sit across the table from the other person staring blankly into space. Neither person talking, and even if they did, they doubt the other person would listen, not really listen. It's hard to imagine how things have got to where they are now, the two of you, living two separate lives. The spark has left the building, those spontaneous dates, the surprises, and excitement are all gone and all that's left is going through the motions. Have you ever found yourself in a simila

If you are currently or have ever, lived with a Malinois/ Working GSD cross I could probably stop right here. You know. But for everyone else. 

This is the second time writing this blog post, the first version is still in my draft folder gathering dust. The cliff notes of the first version are me being completely unprepared while out with my own dogs, a dog fight, me rolling in horse poo, and meeting the new neighbour while still rolling in said horse poo and him showing me up with his perfect dog. As you might have guessed it isn't a post that showed me in the best light which is probably the reason it is still unpu