Of course, things change.
I feel sorry for him more than anything. He’s putting in so much effort, spending all this money, working so hard to get it nice for us.
But it’s shared with his brother. His brother, apparently, may want to come and live there. F is angry that he didn’t say anything before. He told his brother that he would have to go and live at their parents’. His brother doesn’t want to. He told his brother that he would have to leave when we were coming down and that we had got an umbrella and everything. He also told him that he was cleaning the place and expected the place to be just as clean when we arrived down here. He said his brother is not like him but, then, no one is like him!
I just feel so bad for him. He was looking forward to this summer as much as me, even if we didn’t tell each other. He is very angry, I can tell. He is continuing to do it but I can only imagine how disappointing it must be for him.
So now we don’t know. Or, rather, I don’t know. We can’t go and stay at his parents with the dogs, for certain. Especially with Rufus as old as he is and the occasional bouts of incontinence.
And, talking of Rufus. Poor thing has an abscess. It’s one of the anal glands which has become infected. It, maybe, explains some other things. He’s on antibiotics. He’s managed to lick all the hair from his back end. That’s how I noticed it. It looks sore and I expect it is. Poverino. Still, when we went to the vet’s last night, the vet was amazed at how well, in general, he is doing. Me too.
So, back to the summer, maybe things will change. Maybe not. We’ll see.
It does make me want to hug F and tell him it will all be OK. For it will all be OK. It’s just a matter of time. And a matter of acceptance when we really can’t change things. And these things do happen.
Hi Andy – Skipp went to buy more ceiling paint so I had a bit of time to check emails, facebook, blogger
So sorry about the brother invading your and “f.s” vacation place. Sounds very complicated with no easy resolve. AND I feel horrid about Rufus, poor baby. Lots of love coming his way.
Love to you always
Gail
peace…..
Hi Gail,
Nice to see you – it was unexpected but a lovely surprise
Yes, no easy resolve but it’s not exactly dead and buried yet. We shall see.
Yes, poor Rufus. Still, at his time of life there always seems to be something. He seems to be hanging on though. I’m sure he will appreciate your love.
Parents…I know something. My sister occupied (and will do the same this year) my parents’ “sea house” from June to September in the last 4 years.
Sometimes I wanted to go, on my own or with D. or with friends, but was impossible.
Everytime she told me that if I tell her before she will leave…for the weekend, but her voice, behaviour etc. says she’s upset. SHE!
You have to resist. Tell F. that it is not worth to destroy his liver for that. You may find some other solution.
Rufus: give him a scratch behind the ears. I will not say anything more.
I’m sure he will fix it. After all, it is jointly owned by them – not by their parents – which is a slightly different thing.
I will. Thanks, Pietro.
Sorry to hear Rufus is not ok but the abscess is not a big deal. He will be fine.
Of course F. is angry.
Can’t you share the house with his brother?
I know it’s not really a big deal but, bless him, it seems to be one thing after another
Yes, F is very angry. More with the fact that he feels his brother could have said something before now (but they don’t really get on very well). Also, last year F suggested spending some money on doing the place up but his brother said no. Now, when his brother came round he suggests spending some money on it!
I’m glad I wasn’t there, really. Anyway, F told me last night that he will insist that when we go down at weekends a) his brother must move to his parents’ house and b) the place be as clean and tidy as F would like (which is a tall order in itself).
No, apparently, not
although I think that is because they would probably have shouting matches every time (mainly about how his brother hadn’t cleaned the place properly – whereas, if his brother is not there, F can complain bitterly about him not cleaning and then spend the first few hours cleaning). F is obsessed. Apparently his brother is not. I guess F must love me quite a lot to stay at my flat and not complain about it not being perfectly clean!