Auntie Shona

Mum was talking to her for ages tonight and it seems that she is coming to see us in June for a week. She's staying with us this time so it will be fun for me. Lots of treats if the meanies don't see!

I'm better now but it was a bit cruel not to feed me for so long. I really, really wish that I could reach the worktop as Dad had left some fudge there and I was starving!

I'm Sick Again!!

Dad is taking me to the clinic tomorrow because I've had five 'accidents' today. Really nasty ones too. I tried eating my dinner but I've just thrown up.

I would love to be a normal healthy dog but Mum says that it's because my tummy was badly damaged when I had Parvo. She also says that I shouldn't scavenge so much and that I'm stinky!

I do hope that I don't have to suffer injections and I'll update tomorrow. Night night xxx

A New Friend

I don't know his name but Mum and Dad call him 'the reluctant boxer' because he doesn't seem to like walking and his Dad has to drag him everywhere. He perks up a little when he sees me though and pounces on me. It was good fun a few weeks ago but he's getting huge now and it's a little scary when he catches me unawares. Very handsome!! I'm blushing now!

I've found that there are advantages to being a bad girl. The oldies never leave me alone these days and I get to go out with them everytime they go out together. I know Mum has sussed me out but she's going along with it. I've seen loads of folk this week. Uncle Vic, Caron, Dave and Charlotte, Tina and Neil, Joan and Kevin and even my brother, Cody, and his mates.

Life is pretty cool!

I'm Not Stupid!

Dad was watching a film and Mum was washing the pots. She said that she would sit outside with me for half an hour when she'd finished so I went and sat by the door. They were so amazed that I'd understood that. What are they like?

To be honest, it was a cunning plan on my part as I waited until she got comfy and then pinched her computer!

Shush

The oldies are watching TV and I've managed to sneak out to do my blog. They aren't speaking to me because of my plaster thingy and I'm so lonely. Best I go back into hiding.

I'm In The Dog House

I've been out and about with Mum and Dad all week but for some reason they left me home today. I did catch some mutterings about Liz and Lindsay and football and felt really put out as I would have loved to have joined in.

I was bored and decided that it would be good to scratch at the walls. Lots of nice white plaster all over the floor. Mum was fuming when she came home and the only place to go was under the sofa. It seems that they were planning a walk to Alcala on Tuesday but I've been told that I'm grounded.

Maybe, if I'm really good they might forgive me before then.