At last the day arrived for Nina to have the baby, and as she had quite some difficulty with the second boy, the doctor thought it best to do a cesaerian. So off they went to George, Andreas staying with me, as Rene was in boarding school during the week.
It was a little boy yet again, and I was quite sad, as it would have been nice to have a wee girl again, Irma's two girls now two very cheeky teenagers, and they would not be thrilled with the kind of dresses I would buy for them at all. Kiana is anyway now so far away in Belgium, and Kristani was on her way to work in Holland.
Mobi started misbehaving from the moment the car went through the gate, and I was sure that dogs are a lot like children, and knew when the attention would be taken from them, then doing the most outrageous things to get noticed. Jan had fixed the fence yet again, and he was sure that this time, after having bought a lot of reinforcement gadgets, the dog would at least be contained for the few days that they would be away.
It was a busy time for me, as Andreas had to be ready at six thirty, and then taken to the busstop, and the animals had to be fed, and in the meantime I had to get my stuff ready for my going back to my work in Scotland.
Between the dog, who managed to escape into the pig's pen on the first day, and upset the poor ugly Kevin Bacon so much that he wouldn't touch his food that evening, I was having a hard time! That was very strange, and I hoped that he didn't have some or other decease, but I think he was just so cross that he couldn't stop screeching long enough to eat! Mobi had to really do a bit of fancy stepping to get away from the irate pig, as he didn't have enough time to scrounge through the hole he made, and I shudder to think what would have happened if I wasn't at hand to open the gate for him to escape! Kevin Bacon had the nastiest set of yellow teeth I had ever seen on human or animal, and I have seen some bad ones!
At least on that first day Mobi couldn't manage to make a hole somewhere, but to go into the yard to feed him was one major problem, as he was so glad to see me that I was floored and had my face covered in saliva, the dogs happiness on seeing me knowing no bounds. Trying to fix his meal was also almost impossible, as he just kept on trying to kiss me, and he was so big that to keep upright under his onslaught of pure joy and love was one major problem, and I went back to my house feeling quite battered!
I then filled my little spray can with the vile mixture of garlic flavoured mole deterent, that by the way did NOT deter any mole, but Mobi did not like the smell, and he had learned by now to take to his heels when I have that spray in my hands.
The second day the pig started missing his people, I think, and walked round and round in his pen, making the most horrible thin, screeching noises, and that upset Mobi so much that he started barking, and not even after I sprayed him with my vile spray, did he stop! It was one heck of a racket, and my nerves was wearing very thin, and so was my patience! I then took the irrigation hose, and projrcted a stream of water at Mobi, enough to send him reeling across the grass, but he was of stern stuff, gave me one dirty look, shook himself vigorously, and commenced with his barking.
When Andreas came we went to have our lunch outside over at his house so we could keep Mobi company for a while, but the dog came galopping from the sty, made a grab for a sandwich, and sent the table with food and drink flying! I was wondering how I was going to be sane by the time the kids came home!
In the meantime I had decided to put my potplants in the little water funnel running in front of my house to take the water coming from the mountain away, as my kids are not the best when it came to watering my stuff! As it is almost winter by now, my veggies were finished anyway, so I didn't have to worry about anything but the hanging baskets, and the other potplants.