Today we are celebrating Mum completing Manchester Marathon for Vizsla Rescue. Yesterday we were not celebrating, because Mum left me!  I wuffed Mum up for my morning wee and she didn't come.  How was I meant to go for a morning week without Mum?  Dad came instead, I wasn't sure about this.  Dad is nice, but Dad is not Mum.  I was busting so I did my wee anyway, but it didn't feel quite right. I wuffed in the kitchen and the lounge and the dining room, but Mum wasn't in any of those places.  I consoled myself with taking a pan scrub from the kitchen side and gave it a good chew while I mulled over Mum's absence. While I was wuffing and chewing for Mum, Mum was on the start line of Manchester Marathon feeling cold.  Mum had peeled off all her extra layers and was ready for running now.  I bet she was doing her little cold jiggle that she sometimes does when we have to go out for a poo in the middle of the night and she's only g...

Mum says that tapering makes her feel like this. After last week's weather scare Mum avoided looking again until Monday.  The weather forecast seems pretty sure it's going to be chilly, which is good, and breezy, which is not ideal but better than windy.  It may also be sunny which Mum thinks would be nice if it's cold.  I think it would be nice to lie in the sunshine to wait for Mum to get back, so we agree there. Tapering is runner talk for not doing much running.  Mum is restless, fidgety and very grumpy.  Apart from her parkrun on Saturday where she had a little leg stretch if not a big one, she says she's just shuffling.  She managed to shuffle a few miles in company a couple of times this week which definitely left her in a better mood, but it didn't last long.  Worse still, Mum says, her legs are still far too sore and tired and she's worried about recovering properly in time for the race.  Mum is now resting properly. Mum is just starti...