Grub

The oldies are having a bit of a row about my feeding habits. I've always had dried food which is in my dish all day long but Mum decided to treat me to some tinned dog food the other week. I only get a little bit for my supper but it has been enough to put me off the other stuff.

Dad says that I'm losing weight and it has to stop. There is only one loser around here!

Annoying!

I have an infection in my ears and they need cleaning out and drops shoved in twice a day. I´m really enjoying leading Mum a merry dance and it´s so funny watching her trying to drag me out from under the sofa. Who wouldn´t hide away when they know they are about to be tortured?

We went off to the clinic this morning for my check up and it was my favourite vet................the young, pretty one who calls me ´chicatita´. We had a bit of rough and tumble on the floor and then she had a look into my ears. It seems that Mum hasn´t been doing it right and they are still in a bit of a pickle (hee hee!). She was really miffed when I sat still and let the vet sort them out!

Stupidly, I forgot that it would be Mum´s turn tonight. She isn´t as daft as she looks though and promised me a couple of biscuits if I was good. How could I resist?

I´m Beautiful

Dad took a photo whilst I was telling Mum all about my visit to the hairdressers.

It was a little scary being driven off by a strange lady and I had a bit of a panic having to leave my Mum. To be honest I really enjoyed my cut and blow dry and all the pampering which went along with it.

I overheard Candice telling Dad how good I was..........no muzzle and no harness. Four hours away from home isn´t bad at all. Roll on the next time!