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oh yes, and while you're at it, a few more ice cubes in my water bowl wouldn't go amiss ...
Saturday 24 June 2017
Heatwave
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oh yes, and while you're at it, a few more ice cubes in my water bowl wouldn't go amiss ...
Friday 9 June 2017
Visitor brings a Gift
Well the rain came back again - and it lasted for days. I dont go out in the rain if I can help it. Its sneaky, you know, I get Mum up in the night to take me out to wee - and when we get to the back door its jolly raining! Then we have a bit of a stand-off. Mum is trying to give me a shove to get me out - and I am bracing all four legs and saying NO. Sometimes, she wins, sometimes I win and we just have to sit and watch latenight tv until it stops.
But it wasn't raining when Carolyn came to visit. I like Carolyn lots. She brought me a massive chewy thingie with chicken breast strips wrapped around it.
We all went out in the garden in the nice sunshine, and I took my big chewy. It needed a lot of dedicated chewing that did.
Every now and then I needed to rest my jaws for a bit, so I had to find a good place to bury it.
... but it wasn't long before I dug it up again.
Mum and Carolyn were laughing at me because I buried it, dug it up and chewed for a while, then reburied .... and repeat.... and repeat ....
..course it did accumulate a bit of debris along the way, and a good coating of dirt, but hey ho who cares!
I even went back to say thank you nicely a couple of times. Who knows, if I'm polite enough she might bring me another next time.
... course it did give me a extraordinaryly dodgy tummy, but heck small price to pay, I reckon. I'll do it all over again if I can persuade Carolyn not to listen to Mum saying not to bring another!
I mean, I NEED something new to chew as there is not a lot left of the brush. I've demolished the handle completely - mind the little blue bits on the lawn Dad, better remove them before the grass gets much longer as I dont think they will do the mower much good.!
No, I'm not snarling, I'm just trying to shift the bristles that have got stuck in my teeth ....
But it wasn't raining when Carolyn came to visit. I like Carolyn lots. She brought me a massive chewy thingie with chicken breast strips wrapped around it.
We all went out in the garden in the nice sunshine, and I took my big chewy. It needed a lot of dedicated chewing that did.
Every now and then I needed to rest my jaws for a bit, so I had to find a good place to bury it.
... but it wasn't long before I dug it up again.
Mum and Carolyn were laughing at me because I buried it, dug it up and chewed for a while, then reburied .... and repeat.... and repeat ....
..course it did accumulate a bit of debris along the way, and a good coating of dirt, but hey ho who cares!
I even went back to say thank you nicely a couple of times. Who knows, if I'm polite enough she might bring me another next time.
... course it did give me a extraordinaryly dodgy tummy, but heck small price to pay, I reckon. I'll do it all over again if I can persuade Carolyn not to listen to Mum saying not to bring another!
I mean, I NEED something new to chew as there is not a lot left of the brush. I've demolished the handle completely - mind the little blue bits on the lawn Dad, better remove them before the grass gets much longer as I dont think they will do the mower much good.!
No, I'm not snarling, I'm just trying to shift the bristles that have got stuck in my teeth ....
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