Had an email from Bruce's breeder re what food hes currently on, etc. Apparently hes a cheeky boy, and breeder is going to miss him.
Touch luck mate, cos hes mine!!!
A week to go. Fortunately its a busy week by my standards (cut rhe grass, new tyres on the car, plumber doing some work, playing a gig with the band) else it will drag on forever, but 7 more days and little Bruce will be home where he belongs.
The following week im out for the evening on Tuesday to see Jethro Tull and ive already been inundated with offers to come around and dog sit, but I think Daughter #3 can have the privilege.