[Dailydrool] My little gurl Pw Angel graces the calendar tomorrow on her third birfday and what a three years its been (PART 2)]

[Norma]

Hi everyone, once again drool and prayers to all who have a four legger 
or two legger who are sick .
As promised here is part two of my little gurl, Pw Angels life.
Well, in April of the next year circumstances changed, making it 
impossible for me to carry on going to obedience class. The 
circumstances being two Staffies coming to live with us, an 8yr old and 
a three month old bubby. A bubby who was a holy terror, and who clicked 
immediately with Angel, making Angel realize what  she had missed out on 
being a bubby when she seen some of the things the bubby did.  Gradually 
the roles reversed and Angel became the leader, the teacher and their 
rein of terror began. Each and every day was a continual roller coaster, 
what would they get up to next, the list was never ending and they 
caused thousand of pounds of damage, and I do not exaggerate. I would 
talk to my very good friend Susan Green every day and relay their antics 
to her, she would end up rotflhao, I would back their stories with 
pictures, the list was never ending .One day I said to her you will not 
believe this one, but I have the pics to prove it. I was in my kitchen 
and heard the most enormous crash, on running through there was Angel 
and Razor running out of the door meeting me, in their mouth was cables, 
oh lordy it was the cables to my tv and video and dvd and cable box. 
Facing me on the floor were the dvd and the video and the cable box with 
the tv dangling just ready to crash, but it had stuck on a piece of 
wall, one more tuck and that was it.  No remote control for her, it was 
the whole shibang. To say I
screamed was an understatement, and hubby didn't make my mood any better 
when he was standing there going oh no the match, I'm going to miss the 
match (football match). My answer to that was have you seen what they 
have done, if you don't shut up about the match the only match you're 
going to see is the one getting put where the sun doesn't shine. Then 
there was the arm of the chair they chewed, a £600 chair, and the £500 
shed where they chewed the support post in half, and the indian table, 
the curtains off the wall, the numerous shoes, slippers, ornaments, the 
obituary papers I kept of my Ma and Dad, the digital camera, the sheets 
and towels off
the washing line, the 20yr old dictionary, my beautiful fairy garden 
they turned into a demolition yard, my solar lights, and on and on. I 
sleep on the sofa so I can be there for the dogs.  One night I go to the 
toilet
and by the time I get back my pillow is split and the insides 
everywhere, the two of them having a tug of war. How long does it take 
you to go to the toilet? My camera was taking pictures three or four 
times a day lol, because I knew without the pictures I would not be 
believed. By now my front room was covered in covers because it now 
looked like a patchwork quilt, but Angel took it one step further when 
she appeared through my door one night after a walk with my son. OMG 
There facing me was Angel, covered in cowpie and when I say covered I DO 
MEAN COVERED.
Phewy, she strolled in happy as can be, stood in the middle of the 
kitchen and shook herself, oh lordy it was everywhere. Angel loves to 
roll in things and is pretty good in covering herself in it, gaining 
herself a new name AngelQueenofc@@p , there are a lot of droolers who 
have seen Angel in all her glorified cowpie and could not believe she 
was actually mostly white lol. Then disaster happened and this led to 
another chapter in her life which I will reveal in part three.   Norma