Archie enjoying the sunshine on Sunday.
We've always kept Archie's hair quite long, after all, a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel is a long-haired breed, so when we take him to the groomers we ask for the hair underneath to be cut short as otherwise he ends up trailing twigs, leaves and goodness knows what else around in it, but we always ask for the rest of him to be just tidied up. We took him to a new groomer in January as his old one had closed down, she cut him fine so when he was due another trim about three weeks ago we decided to go back there. We explained exactly what we wanted and had every faith that he'd be cut to our satisfaction as he was last time but goodness me, when we went to pick him up my jaw nearly hit the floor. He'd been shaved to within an inch of his life! It took me just a moment to gather my composure and then, as I looked at him again, I decided I liked it. He looked so cute. I'm sure he's felt better having a short coat in the warm weather we've had since too. We've decided that we'll get him cut short again the next time we take him to be groomed. It did feel a little bit like that first baby haircut though, you know when you see your little cherub's curls all scattered on the floor. It's starting to grow back again already so it doesn't stay so short for long.
It was a gorgeous weekend. Mick was supposed to be playing cricket on Saturday but the match was called off as the other side couldn't get a team together so they forfeited the game. I thought I was to have the day to myself to enjoy the royal wedding but that wasn't to be. Instead, I managed to watch the ceremony and then taped the carriage ride as we wanted to get some errands run whilst we had chance.
I've been sorting out all my bedding so I had some old duvets and blankets to take to the Dogs Trust, I think the dogs there are thankful for donations. Of course, I couldn't leave without seeing all the doggies waiting for a home. They have two beautiful, friendly lurchers at the moment, George and Mildred, who I would love to have brought home with me, and they have many other dogs waiting for a forever home too.
We went to the other side of Leeds to a cricket shop as Mick needed some new cricket shoes and cricket pads, goodness, they're expensive! He needed them sooner rather than later though as the strap recently broke on one of his pads and he's been sliding all over the pitch in the shoes he's been wearing.
On the way home we called at the crematorium to take some flowers for my sister. I can't believe it's coming up to nineteen years since she died, it seems like only yesterday in some ways. I still miss her so much. We brought all the little ornaments we leave by her headstone home with us for a wash, we'll take them back the next time we visit.
Later in the day we went out for a meal, nothing special, just a pizza at Bella Italia. We like it there.
On Sunday it was time to get some jobs done around the house and garden but Mick took Archie for a lovely walk in the local woods first before it got too warm. Later in the day we had a drive to Lotherton where we enjoyed an ice-lolly while Archie enjoyed a run.
It was a busy weekend but it was good to get some jobs crossed off the list, we enjoyed a meal out and a lovely walk too.