I just knew it...

would happen!

I just didn’t know when?

It was today!

And I made him promise me faithfully he wouldn’t give in to my pleas... why did I do that?

If only I hadn’t opened my big mouth to extract the commitment from him?

I must confess I surprised myself that my resolve has weakened.  It is this bloody internet that makes it so easy.

Four years it has been and I was okay until yesterday when into the charity shop walked a lady with son and wonderful lurcher in tow.

We got into conversation like you do when selling raffle tickets.

She told me the dog was a rescue and that was when my wall of resolve came tumbling down.

I do so want a dog in my life.

I’ve seen the one, I’ve shown him the picture, I have had a little gentle plead, but no he is not negotiable. 

Would he have been this strong if I hadn’t been so clear about him not giving in to me,

I idly wonder?

I wanted to post the photo of the dog, but I want it so badly I think you will go and bag it before I have had time to weave my 

magic.

Sad!

This isn’t it!