Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Eating
I am the fastest eater there is. I can finish my dinner in seconds and if I get a treat I swallow it immediately, whole. Mom says: Tess, chew your treat. Savour it. But I don't do that. I gobble everything up as fast as I can, and then go over to them and look at them pleadingly. More?
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Yesterday . . .
In the morning our house suddenly filled with visitors. I was worried and tried to make myself very small and invisible, because I did not know them. A couple of months ago strangers came here and took me away to the dog hospital. How did I know that these people were not all vets, coming to take me away? Mom's book club, were they? That's ok then.
In the afternoon we went for a lovely walk by a lake, where I had a paddle and found a good stick to take home with me.
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Dog walks
We do not walk with the big group of dogs and their people any more. It is just us; we walk slowly and our walks are shorther than they used to be. Mom says that there are too many young and boisterous pups in the group now, and they could knock me over, but I think it is her age catching up with her. This suits me fine, I get to do all the sniffing I need and am always well informed about who has been around: dog, fox, cat or human.
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