Family Friendly Chicken Soup!

Ok, so I know I’ve been a little quiet around these parts lately….but I promise I have a good excuse!

For those who haven’t heard via social media, We are expecting another little bundle of joy due in September this year, and life has been a bit of a blur since we found out! Luckily, I’ve not experienced the same level or nausea and sickness that I suffered the first time around, but it’s been a whole different ball game trying to grow a new human at the same time as keeping the toddler alive, so life hasn’t been without its challenges!

Despite all that’s been going on, Little Miss Toddler has been living the hight life lately: With a recent overseas holiday to Hawaii, followed closely by some over-indulgent Easter celebrations and school holiday fun with her cousins, it seems her poor little immune system has taken a beating and she’s ended up with a cold.

Like any Mama, I hate to see my little girl unwell so after a long sleepless night full of sniffles and vaporisers, I headed straight to the supermarket this morning to get the ingredients for our family’s favourite Chicken Soup.  It’s a winning dinner in our household and it’s also the perfect healthy remedy for those nasty colds and flu that start to rear their head at this time of year.

I’ve since had lots of people ask me for the recipe, so I thought I’d share it here in case like me, you’ve got a house full or sick people and need your health (and your sanity) restored!

Family Friendly Chicken Soup


  • 1 Litre Chicken Stock
  • 1 Litre Vegetable Stock
  • 1 small onion, chopped
  • 3 cloves of garlic, crushed
  • 1 x potato chopped into cubes
  • 1 x 400g packet of pre-cut Vege’s (or 400g freshly cut Vege’s)
  • 1 x family size cooked BBQ Chicken
  • 100g Vermicelli noodles


  1. Throw your veggie mix into the slow cooker, and add the onion, garlic and potato.  Pour the chicken and vegetable stock over the top.
  2. Using a fork, pull the flesh off the BBQ chicken in largish chunks and throw it into the slow cooker with all the of the veggies. If necessary, top the pot up with water to ensure that the liquid is covering all of the chicken and veggies.
  3. Turn your slow cooker onto ‘Low’ to cook your soup slowly for 6 hours or alternatively you can cook it on the ‘High’ setting for 3 hours if you can’t wait that long!
  4. 15 mins before your soup is ready, throw in the vermicelli noodles to soften. Your soup is ready to eat once all the veggies are cooked through, your noodles are soft and your chicken is falling apart beautifully!

It’s that easy! I recommend serving this soup with some delicious crusty bread, and for the little ones, simply drain out some of the liquid so that they can eat the soup chunks with a fork instead of a spoon (it’s a lot less messy that way)!

Variation:  If you’re feeling ambitious, you can also substitute the cooked BBQ chook with a whole (uncooked) chicken. For this method, after washing and patting dry the chicken, simply place the entire bird into the pot and then add the other ingredients. Once cooked, simply remove the entire chicken from the pot (careful as they tend to fall apart and you don’t want bones in your soup).  Shred the meat off the carcass with a fork and hen return the flesh to the pot. Add the noodles, stir until they soften, and serve!

What’s your go-to cold and flu remedy at your place?

“I LOVE your Potato Salad” – Potato Salad

So I have been meaning to make this potato salad recipe that I found on the Thermomix recipe community for a while now, but I just didn’t have the time or inclination over the Christmas/Holiday period.

Today however, I decided that I was going to make the aptly named “I Love your Potato Salad” Potato Salad and see whether or not it lived up to the hype.

I was a little sceptical at first, as I’ve NEVER made a good potato salad in the past, but since the Thermomix makes everything better/easier, I thought I’d give it a crack.

Now despite being super easy, this recipe is by no means fat free. I mean, there are six eggs involved people! SIX! It says you can use less, but I figure go hard, or go home right? Six eggs it is.

I’ve also attempted making my own mayonnaise before but it was an epic failure, so I was pleased that the success of this recipe did not depend on being Martha Stewart-esque, and you could use the bottled variety.

With all my ingredients ready to roll, I got started. I’ve gotta say, prep-wise this recipe was a cinch and it wasn’t long before my completed potato salad sat beautifully before me.

I tasted it…and my brain exploded. Holy best potato salad EVER!!!! I’m not even exaggerating. This potato salad is the stuff ‘bring a plate’ BBQ’s are made of! I had to force myself to stop ‘tasting’ it and hide it in the fridge so that I wouldn’t be tempted to finish the bowl.

Please do me a favour: If you’ve been meaning to try this recipe, or if this is the first you’ve heard of it, do yourself a favour and GO GET A KILO OF POTATOES AND SIX EGGS. STAT!

You can thank me later.


Easy Summer Fruit Pops

Summer Fruit Pops

This is my favourite time of year…

I’ve always loved the heat of Summer but this year it’s shaping up to be a real scorcher! In an effort to keep cool, I’ve been making these yummy Summer Fruit Pops and they’re so easy and delicious I thought I’d share the recipe here so you guys can enjoy them at home too!

These icy cold treats are perfect to make with the kids, And despite having originally made them for the little ones, as soon as the freezer opens the big kids (read: adults) will come running too!

Summer Fruit Pops


  • Mango (two cheeks) sliced
  • Rasberries (a handful)
  • Blueberries (a handful)
  • Strawberries topped and sliced (half a punnet)
  • A Banana (medium sized – sliced)
  • Fresh orange juice (or any other juice of choice)

You’ll also need:

  • Ice-block moulds OR
  • Plastic cups and Paddle pop sticks


Now comes the really hard part: (I’m joking, you could totally make these bad-boys with your eyes closed)

  1. Divide the fruit up evenly amongst the ice-block moulds leaving a little space at top of each one to add your liquid (this helps the fruit bind together and freeze).
  2. Pour your juice into each mould until the fruit is covered and any gaps have been filled (careful not to overfill).
  3. Add the ice block handles to the mould, or if you’re using plastic cups slide your paddle pop sticks into the centre of each cup before adding the juice.
  4. Pop your beautifully made ice-blocks into the freezer and leave to set (takes approximately two hours depending on the size of ice-block).

And just like that, you’re done! These ice-blocks are so easy to make and are so versatile: You can add any fruit that you like and the combinations are endless! I’m a big fan of the banana and mango, but pineapple would also be divine! I made 6 ice-blocks with this mixture, but you can just add more/less fruit depending on your moulds.

I got my moulds from IKEA for a whopping $2.99

Summer Fruit Pops

Tell Me: What’s your favourite thing to make/eat during Summer?

All I want for Christmas….is Christmas!

Christmas hands-down is my favourite holiday of the year! Since I was a kid, Christmas has always represented something wonderful to me.  Even now as a fully-grown adult, I still get a little cray cray when I know Christmas is just around the corner! It’s a time of giving, love, and eating your entire bodyweight in desserts that have lovingly been dipped in rum, brandy, or any other manner of alcohol…I mean, what’s not to love? There are just so many examples of what I think makes Christmas one of my favourite times of the year, but I’ve done you all a favour and narrowed it down to just five….

Five reasons why I love me some CHRISTMAS!

1. Food.

Ok, I know this isn’t what Christmas is really meant to be about, and perhaps there’s some psychological reason it is also my ‘number one’ one this list, but seriously – Indulging in anything and everything you want just once a year really is a kinda magical event isn’t it? I love the roast meats, the ham, the delicious side dishes, and Lordy I love me some desserts! I know it may sound like I’m a gluttonous pig (I’ll accept that), but it’s not just about gorging yourself on lots of food, its more about sharing food at the table with family! Because let’s face it, in this day and age a family dinner is a rare thing so it’s nice that Christmas time is all about breaking bread with those you love! (P.s. I recommend wearing stretchy pants to allow for all that bread that you not only broke, but devoured in its entirety).

Just a simple Christmas meal…I hope there’s enough food!

2. Kickin it with your Nearest and Dearest.

Perhaps my favourite thing of all about Christmas, is its a pretty much guaranteed time of year when all of your family come crashing together and just hang out.  Coming from a split family, it’s a little more difficult logistically for us to see everyone on Christmas Day, but we sure do our darndest to make it work which sometimes means our Christmas Day is spread out over a couple of days to fit everybody in.  It can be exhausting, and it’s almost always stressful, but at the end of the day Christmas isn’t the same without family and friends and it’s kinda cool that we get to celebrate it over and over again!

Here’s a selection of the fruit-cakes that I’ll be kickin’ it with Christmas Day. No words really.

Family of Fruit Cakes

3. Singing along to Christmas Carol’s

Ok, this is one of my greatest joys at Christmas time, and I’m lucky that I married a fellow Christmas tragic because Trav indulges in my need to play Christmas Carols on high rotation at this time of year.  He even overlooks my severe Michael Buble obsession, which is a no-go zone for any other month of the year! Despite my years of having the Christmas Carols played over and over and over when I was employed in the retail industry, NOTHING can kill my love of Christmas Carols! I’ve even managed to find a radio station that plays only Christmas Carols on the weekend, so if you drive past a lady in a soccer-mum car who’s singing FA-LA-LA-LA-LAHHH! At the top of her lungs whilst stopped at the traffic lights, please feel free to roll up your windows and speed past, I totes won’t be offended!

Possibly the best Christmas Carol of ALL TIME! You know you love it.

4. Watching Christmas Movies (the good, the bad, and the hilarious)

This year, Trav and I decided we’d make it our mission to get through as many Christmas movies as possible.  We’ve watched so many already, some old, some new, some that we wished we’d never seen (Bill Murray in Scrooge – Seriously, the ‘feel good’ genre has never felt so BAD!) But my all time favourites are Love Actually, Elf & Home Alone, but there’s no denying that National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation is the best Christmas Movie of all time. We watch it every year, and it just never gets old! It’s a Christmas classic and if you’ve never seen it, then you seriously have not experienced true Christmas-themed hilarity!

Can anyone else relate to this scene?

5. Being Lovely

Christmas is a time of year when even the hardest of hearts should soften, and go out of their way to be all sweet and lovely to others! There are SO many ways that you can be lovely at this time of year: You can bake cookies, you can donate small change, you can volunteer. The best thing is, it’s not only perfectly acceptable to be sickly sweet at Christmas time, it’s actually expected! You can dish out a whole lotta lovely to your friends, your family, and even some random stranger who looks like they could do with their own helping of Christmas cheer.  It’s these small actions that can really make someones day and I think Christmas is the perfect time of year to go out and just be kind to one another! (Oh god, now I’m quoting Ellen! See what Christmas does to me?)

Here’s a way that I’ve been lovely this year: Donating time and money to the Rafiki Mwema Charity.

Rafiki Mwema Girls

Tell me, what is your favourite thing abut Christmas? Or are you a grumpy ol’ Scrooge who treats it like just another day of the year?

I Totally Baked! (Christmas Crackle Puddings)

Anyone who knows me knows that baking isn’t my strong point however when I heard two of my fave foodie bloggers Lauren from Create Bake Make and Lucy from Bake Play Smile had put together a recipe E-book filled with sweet delectable Christmas recipes, I knew that I HAD to buy one!  Don’t get me wrong, I love eating delicious Christmas treats, but I’m not a precise baker so my cakes/tarts/biscuits rarely turn out edible due to me ‘guesstimating’ what a cup of flower is and ‘improvising’ by using brown sugar instead of caster sugar….you get the idea!

Christmas Crackle Puddings

A cracker of a Crackle, if I do say so myself!

So Imagine my surprise when I attempted to make these gorgeous little Christmas Crackle Puddings and they actually worked, AND looked quite good too! (In my own, very modest opinion!).  Like always, I didn’t follow the recipe exactly and I took my own liberties when it came to decorating my little puddings (Ie: One M&M per pudding simply wasn’t enough, and those little silver balls that I added were just sitting in my pantry begging to be strewn across the top of one of these bad boys!) but they were so simple to make, even I couldn’t stuff it up!

In fact,these little Puds turned out so well, I was actually able to take them to a Christmas BBQ and openly admit that I’d made them myself! A few people didn’t believe that they were mine….yep, they were that good! Not only that,they were all gobbled up so quickly that I wasn’t left with that awkward moment where you have to take your sad little creations home with you. Worst walk of shame EVER! Lucky for me, for once in my life I got to strut back to my car, empty platter in hand feeling all accomplished and up-myself. And that, my friends, is what Christmas baking is all about!

If you’ve still got Christmas baking to do, I highly recommend you get yourself a copy of this little Christmas Recipe E-book so you too can be all smug and up-yourself at the next Christmas family gathering! If you’d like to win one I’m currently giving a copy away over at Pineapple Traders so pop over and enter for your chance to WIN!

The E-book I keep carrying on about!

This is the recipe E-book I keep going on about!

Tell me: What’s your favourite thing to make/eat at Christmas time?

My ‘Scatter Love’ Story: When Marns met Pam

Scatter Love Postcards

Scatter Love! image: Fat Mum Slim & Emma Kate Creative

I want to tell you guys a little story that I’ve been meaning to share with you since I first started this blog.  

The story is about my friend Pam.  Pam is my 70-something year old neighbour, who is full of sass, old-school attitude, and a heart as big the ocean. Pam and I have now been friends for about a year and I thought it was timely to tell you our story, since it all began with the original Scatter Love project that was dreamed up by two very talented ladies Chantelle Ellem aka blogger Fat Mum Slim & artist extraordinaire Emma Kate.

Now that the latest range of Scatter Love postcards are available {and cos it’s nearly Christmas and I love me a feel-good story at this time of year} I thought I’d share with you the original story of how Pam and I went from being slightly hostile neighbours, to the best of friends!

Here goes:

For those of you who aren’t familiar with the Scatter Love project, its basically a pack of 10, beautifully designed post cards intended to be popped in the mailbox, sending messages of kindness and love to your friends, family, or even a stranger. This small act then ‘scatters love’ across the world, and good things happen!

Back in January when the first Scatter Love postcards were released, I bought some online andonce they arrived, I got thinking.  Who would really benefit from receiving one of these? I sent one to my Sister,  I sent one to my Husband, cos well, I even sent one to Violet, who was only 6 months old at the time.  I sent one out for each of the Grandparents and signed them from Violet because I fondly remembered sending letters to my own grandparents when we were kids.  After that, I sent a couple more to my  girlfriends, but ended up with one postcard left over. It was the one with the polka dots and a big cheery ‘hello’ on the front.

Eventually, I decided to do something a little bit out-there {crazy even?} and send one to our cranky old neighbour that lived over the back.  This lady had lived there long before we moved in 7 or so years ago.  She’d always been kinda rude, constantly sitting out on her back porch smoking. If she glanced our way she just stared at us. No wave, no hello, nothing! Her house was a high-set home, and it overlooked our back yard.  Anytime we were in the yard we kinda felt like we were being watched, so we didn’t spend a whole lotta time out there.  Unlike most sweet ol’ ladies, this lady just seemed a little bitter at the world.  I know that when we’d first moved in that there was another lady who was living there with her, however we hadn’t seen her in the last few years, so I’d assumed she’d either gone into a home or passed away.

Hello! Scatter Love Postcard

This is the Scatter Love postcard from the original series that I sent to Pam. Hello! image: Fat Mum Slim

So despite knowing nothing of our neighbour except what I’ve just told you, I wrote her a postcard.  I told her who we were, where we lived and drew a little stick-figure drawing of myself, Trav Violet and Minty. I told her that we often saw her sitting on her back porch and that if she felt like waving to us, we’d wave right back.  I sent it, and immediately kinda regretted (How awkward if she got it and STILL ignored us?). Too late! It was done, and I’d just have to wait to see what happened.

Imagine my surprise when a few days later I came home to find Pam at my front door! Yep, Scatter Love had worked its magic…

You can read the full story on the original Fat Mum Slim blog post here.

Eventually, I wrote to the lovely Chantelle to thank her for giving me the courage to do such a bold thing, and to show her that the project was really working in our little neighbourhood!  She responded almost immediately and asked if she post my story on her blog, which I of course agreed to (however f I’d know she was going to post my email verbatim  I’d have probably made more effort to fix any spelling and grammar mistakes) Once the story was published I received so many lovely messages and couldn’t believe how a simple post card could cause so much joy amongst so many people!

Pam and Violet up to no good!

Pam and Violet up to no good. As usual!

Chantelle also recounted our Scatter Love story at the recent Pro Blogger conference at the Gold Coast, and reported back that so many people were moved by our story. I was chuffed, but also kind of amazed at how a simple act of kindness could cause such ripples! Keeping in mind that I’m not some Mother Theresa type who set out to become life-long pals with my cranky old neighbour, I was just hoping to make it a little less awkward for us to spend time in our own backyard! Just goes to show how a small act can create big ripples though, huh?

If you guys haven’t bought some of the latest range of Scatter Love postcards, I highly recommend it! Not only are the gorgeous to look at (I’ve kept the Pineapple one to frame) but they are kinda life-changing as well! If you’d like to get your hands on a set you can buy them here.

So there you go! theres still some good in the world and it doesn’t take much to make it happen!

Disclaimer: There are still quite a few rubbish neighbours in the world that will never be your friends! For example one set of our neighbours allow their dog to regularly relieve itself on our front lawn…but let’s not go there and ruin the moment shall we?

Ps – Now that I’ve introduced Pam to you all, you can expect lots more blog posts with her as the topic, I think you guys are going to love her as much as I do!

xo Marns

Its moments like these you need Minty

I started this post over a week ago.  Only now after a week of crying and sadness have I been able to finish writing this.  I’m not going to sugar-coat it, it’s not a happy ending. It is however a sweet and funny story of the great love that we felt for our cheeky British Bulldog Minty.  I wanted to share with you her story so that you don’t take your own family pet for granted, and to acknowledge our sweet girls presence on this earth. We were so privileged to know her and now this post is dedicated to you, Minty. RIP little girl! xo Your Family

Our girl Minty

I started this post over a week ago…

I love dogs.  I always have! Since I was a kid I’ve pretty much always had a pet dog in my life. Growing up I was lucky enough to have lots of different pets, I also had a pet cat and a couple of pet budgies, but none of those ever came close to love and companionship that you feel with a pet pooch.  That’s why when I took our current furry friend Minty to the Vet today I knew that I wasn’t going to cope all that well if they told me she was sick.  And guess what. She is.

Minty, or ‘Minteesha Felicia Puppia Tokyo’ as she’s affectionately known around these parts is our family pet, and we’ve had her for about 5 years now.  She’s a chunky, white pure-bred British Bulldog who looks like a barrel and acts like a tiny puppy the size of a Chihuahua. When we first met Minty, she was living with our dog breeder Lisa.  We already had another bulldog at the time, Deirdre who had come to live with us a few years prior, so we already had a love for Bullies and their weird and wonderful ways. As soon as I laid eyes on the Mint Monster I was instantly besotted with her! She was a little weird looking, had yet to grow into her big boofy head and was clumsy! She was constantly running into things, much to our amusement.

When we first met Minty she was only six or seven months old and had already lived a colourful life.  When she was born, she had a hole in her stomach and some of her internal organs were on the outside of her body.  The Vet told our breeder that she probably wasn’t going to survive as she’d need a major operation to fix the problems and she was too small to live through it.  Lisa, being the worlds biggest dog lover insisted that the Vet at least try the operation as there was no chance she’d live otherwise.  Lo and behold, our little Minty was a fighter, and survived that operation against all odds.  When she came out of the theater they’d wrapped her up in little white bandages, all rectangular and white like a little Mintie lolly in its wrapper.  That was how she was christened with her name Minty and it’s stuck ever since.

When Mint was still a puppy, she struck more bad luck when she was run over by a car.  Once again, despite her injuries Minty lived to see another day, albeit with a few more bumps and bruises and with a little less vision in one eye.  When we heard her story, and the fact that she was needing a more permanent home, Trav and I just couldn’t say no.  We agreed she’d be good company for Deidre and we were excited to have another fur baby become part of our family.

The day we went to collect her to bring her home, I sat down to pat her and she immediately hopped into my lap, all 21 kilo’s of her!  She refused to budge, as though she’d decided that whether we liked it or not she was coming home with us! Her and Deirdre became fast friends. They got up to mishief all day long, and were spoilt rotten.  They went through countless beds, toys and kennels and became quite good at destroying things.  One night I awoke to a lot of noise outside. Was someone trying to break in?  I turned on the light and found Deirdre and Minty ripping planks of wood off their brand new kennel.  They’d pretty much dismantled the whole front side of the kennel with their teeth.  I couldn’t believe it! They didn’t even stop when I yelled at them.  This was after all their house, and their rules! Suffice to say that was the last kennel we ever bought them.

Sadly, Deidre passed away a few years ago of a suspected heart attack on a very hot day. She was my first baby, and it was heartbreaking to arrive home and find that she’d gone. I cried about it for weeks and still get a tear in my eye when I think of her. She was like our first child in many ways and taught us so many life lessons about unconditional love and responsibility.  Even though we still had Minty to think about, both Trav and I found it hard to face Minty after Deidre died.  The days after her passing both Trav and I found it hard to face Minty.  She reminded us so much of our beloved Deeds, and we both struggled to sit and spend time with her when we missed her naughty sister so much. Minty took it all in her stride and just continued to be all naughty and cute, and eventually were realised that she was missing her big sister too, and that she needed us as much as we needed her.

Since Violet was born, Minty has become even more precious to us, as the relationship between the two of them has blossomed over time.  Violet adores Minty and the two of them often get up to mischief when I’m not looking. Since Violet was a baby, Minty has watched over her and would always become distressed whenever Violet cried or got upset.  If someone came to the door when it was just Violet and I at home alone Minty would become protective and bark at whoever was there.  A few years earlier Minty had had a litter of pups herself and her old Mama instincts would kick in whenever Violet was around.  Violet had taught Minty to be patient, tolerant and gentle, terms that I would never have used to describe Mint in the past!

Violet & Mint

As Violet grew older, the two of them grew closer. Minty is often subjected to all kinds of abuse from Violet, who insists on sitting on top of her, pulling her ears, putting her fingers in her mouth and one time she gave her an impromptu rectal exam.  Poor Mint didn’t see it coming and Violet was bathed in hand sanitiser for weeks just to make sure! Despite all this, never once has Minty snapped at her, growled at her, or made any other notion that she’s annoyed by her human sisters invasive fingers.  In fact, Mint seems to understand that this little person is her best friend and she would always reciprocate by giving her wet kisses and following her around the back yard like a shadow.

I think this is why, when I noticed Minty hasn’t been herself this weekend that I really worried.  Minty wasn’t just our dog, she was our daughters companion and best friend and protector! Aside from that, she was also one of my babies.  I made an appointment for her to see the vet first thing in the morning, and after a quick consultation the Vet told me exactly what I didn’t want to hear.  Minty was sick. She needed surgery ASAP, and that surgery would be risky.  I did my best not to start bawling on the spot.  I thanked the Vet, booked the surgery and walked out of the Vet’s office.

As I sat in the car with Violet and Minty in the back, I couldn’t help but cry.  I felt sad for Minty, and sad for myself, but most of all I felt sad for Violet.  She was blissfully unaware that her puppy wasn’t well, and she’s too young to understand the complexities of losing a pet.  I tried not to think about it, but I couldn’t help but feel miserable on the drive home.  I tried to focus on the positives and tell myself everything would be fine.  I hoped that it would be.

V & Mint Kiss

I finished this post one week later…

I wrote the first part of this post when I first worried that something was wrong with our beloved Mint.  I didn’t admit it at the time, but now that she’s gone I can admit that I knew that things weren’t good.  I had that familiar gut feeling that Mama’s get when you know that something is wrong.  It doesn’t matter how much you try to ignore it, it’s still there.

After Minty’s initial surgery, the Vet had told us that despite her initial problems, that once he operated on her he found a multitude of other issues.  Turned out, our Minty, who was acting cool like nothing was wrong, was actually far worse that we’d imagined.  After a few days at the Vet’s she was well enough to come home.  Looking back now, I’m so grateful her last days were spent at home with her family.  After a few sleepless nights, for both Minty and myself, I still had a bad feeling that something wasn’t right.  We took her back to the Vet on the Friday and he agreed she wasn’t as good as she could be.  He asked us to leave her at the surgery for a few hours so he could do some tests.

A few hours passed, and my phone rang.  I knew before I answered it wasn’t going to be good news.  The Vet told us he’d have to operate again, and that it was high risk. I clearly remember the call: I was in Big W looking at Christmas lights at the time.  What a ridiculous juxtaposition of events.  I hung up the phone and waited for him to call back.  When the phone rang again, it was the Vet telling me that it was indeed worse than they’d thought, and that she’d passed away.  Even the Vet sound teary.  I just hung up the phone and bawled my eyes out, in the middle of a homewares store.  I didn’t care who saw, or that people were staring.  I was heartbroken.  Not only that, the feeling that I’d had for the past week or so had just been validated. I’d known this was how it was going to end right from the start.  And I hated that I was right.

Miss Minty and all her cuteness

Miss Minty and all her cuteness!

It’s been a week since I received that phone call.  Nothing much has changed, we’re still sad.  We’ve not moved Minty’s food bowl or bed, as its still feels too soon to do something so final.  I still come home and go straight to the back yard to see her.  I still have that fleeting moment of confusion when I don’t see her there, waiting for us at the back door.  Trav has commented that he often still hear’s her trade-mark panting from the back yard. I knew that I’d miss Minty, although always assumed we’d have her for much longer.

It’s the silly things that we miss the most.  Her licking the backs of your legs, which drove us crazy.  Her white fur shedding onto EVERYTHING. Her ability slip stealth-like through a tiny crack in the door just so she could sneak inside and hang with her humans.  Her smothering Violet in kisses whenever they were together, leaving Violet smelling like dog spit (that drove me crazy).  Her wee-ing on her bed, or anything else that wasn’t the grass.  I miss every single naughty, gross thing that she did. And feel sad about how mad it used to make me, when I realise that just having her around, being a total brat was actually a real privilege.

So for anybody who has a dog who is naughty and far from perfect. For anyone who’s dog drives them crazy on a daily basis, go and give then a big squishy hug and love them for all their faults. Because I guarantee that you’ll miss that behaviour when they are gone.  I know I do.

It’s super cheesy, but I have to say it: Its moment’s like these, you need Minty.

RIP Minty girl! We hope you’re happy up there in heaven, destroying stuff, licking people, and wee-ing on everything!

xo Marns