It’s been a lovely weekend – yesterday my daughter and I (oh and Hippie of course) went to the Golden Wedding Anniversary of my uncle and auntie. It was a lovely day and their garden was full of their friends and relatives. We had a lovely time but had to leave early because my daughter’s boyfriend was leaving work that day as he is going to uni and he had a leaving party organised.
I had a party of sorts too as my son and his wife were coming up from Swindon, they couldn’t make the party due to work commitments so were coming to spend the evening with me. They had decided to visit the family on the Sunday and take them a card and gift.
We had a fun time the wine and cider were flowing and we ordered a chinkie – enough for six people but it came in handy for lunch today. We went to bed just after twelve. I had given up my bedroom for them so they could be animal free and was sleeping on the couch. Hippie was in her kennel in the lounge and Maxie was on a chair – we were very peaceful until four in the morning when Hips decided she needed to go out and woke me up to open the door.
I had noticed that my daughter wasn’t back as I went to let her out but as I was making my way back to my bed – she arrived back with her boyfriend.
They came in the door laughing and ‘shushing’ as only people who have had a wonderful night and far too much to drink can.
My last view of my daughter’s boyfriend was him lying on the kitchen floor with Hippie standing over him licking his face.
Everything calmed down eventually and Hippie came back to the kennel in the lounge preferring the company of less drunk people.
This morning I was shown the boyfriend’s leaving gift. Not your usual pressie but very apt in the circumstances. It was a pair of retro adidas speedo’s with swimming badges lovingly sewn on by a now ex colleague!
I think they were still drunk as I did see my daughter wearing them over her pyjamas but it could only get worse. All drunks find it hilarious to involve pets in their antics and all I could hear was wild laughter as Hippie was dressed in the Speedos.
Not the best view of our girl but she was not complaining – her little stumpy tail wagged ferociously inside the offending article.
She even posed
Note the fancy swimwear – what bit you can see of it!
Does my bum look big in this?????
Can’t wait to see the boyfriend in them – although my daughter has had a private showing and couldn’t stop giggling!!!
The hangovers are much better now 7.50 pm Sunday!!!!!
Hahaha! Poor Hippy! She’s very good natured, isn’t she? Bless her!
Doesn’t sound like a very restful night, but a fun one, huh? 😉
Aw, bless her. Well, they do say that models need to be long, lean and leggy – she fits the bill there!