Huge apologies, but there's been a parental communications failure in the Farmer household, and I'm now spending the weekend dogsitting. I did think about finding some dark glasses and driving up to help anyways (he's not a small dog, so the hiding-under-the-jacket option wasn't available without a *very* large jacket), but decided that was probably beyond the pale.
It's possible for me to come up and help on friday night and saturday evening whilst the dog's asleep, but on balance I'd probably best just give my ticket back and say a big big sorry for letting you down.
Sara. |