Pity The Fool...

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Well the day didn't get off to a great start. First Dad went to work, then the little beans started getting ready for their first day back at school. I moped around feeling sorry for myself while Mum was chatting to the kids about their new teachers. Then I heard Mollie say... Mr T.

My ears pricked up at that, Mr T?? What does he have to do with school?? Mum said that Mr T was going to be Mollie's new teacher this year.

WHAT???!!! Mr T???!!!

You mean to tell me Mum that Mollie is going to have to face this every weekday for the next year??



at this point I placed myself in front of the door and decided that no way on planet earth was i letting Mollie go to school.. That Mr T is big and.. to be frank.. scary looking!

Mollie seemed quite relaxed about the whole thing and Mum didn't seem troubled at all!! What kind of Mother is she?? How could she send my precious bean to school knowing THAT huge scary guy will be in charge of her ALL day? My Mum went right down in my estimations at that point!

After 10 minutes of them trying to move my substantial sized butt from in front of the door they finally confessed that Mollie's new teacher is in fact not the very scary Mr T in the picture above, but a very nice Mr T (who was in fact a teacher at Mollie's school when my Mum went there so he must be at least 150 years old) and poses no threat to my little beans safety whatsoever.. well that was a relief.
I relented and let them all out of the door, relieved but still not happy that they were abandoning me all day!

Mum tries her best bless her but it's just not the same without Dad and the beans at home.

Me and Mum had quite a relaxed day. Mum was pottering around doing housework and I was pottering around in the garden (trying to look like i was on guard duty but i was actually trying to remember where i buried my frisbee).

Finally it was time to go get the little beans and I could see by their happy little faces that they had enjoyed their first day back and that none of their new teachers were gremlins... Mum asked how their day had been and Mollie told Mum that her first lesson (Literacy) had been about Greyfriars Bobby. Mum loves that book (even though it is guaranteed to make her cry the big nancypants) and oddly enough she had been reading about another dog just the other day with a very similar story so she sat me, Mollie and Lilli down and told us the story of Russwarp a very brave dog. Again it is a sad story but both these dogs are inspirational so I decided to share their stories with you today.Both are true stories.. do you have the kleenex to hand?

Ok.. then read on

Greyfriars Bobby.

Russwarp.

Do your love your Master/Mistress that much?

I know you all do.

Ben xxx