Saturday, September 27, 2008

Waterdog

There is nothing like a nice, cool swim.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Behind Bars

I know I managed to get in here myself, but I don't remember how, so please help me find the way out!

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Fit For Anything


I can go for longer walks now, and this afternoon we went for a walk in the country. There were cows, rabbit droppings, and a lake. I loved it. I went for a swim, even though I was told not to. I stepped in cow mess, and I disappeared into the shrubbery, looking for rabbits and did not obey when called. When we were going back to the car I pulled the lead so that mom walked into a barbed wire fence, and tore her jacket. Maybe not a walk enjoyed by all. Just me.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Chewbone

When I am given a chewbone, I turn. I am no longer the loving pet, a member of a human family, but a wild, bad animal. A primeval creature from long, long ago. A wolf ....
I do not spend many happy hours chewing my “bone.” I defend it. I growl and show my teeth to anyone who comes near me. I become frantic with worry being responsible for looking after it. I walk all over the house carrying it, trying to hide it in corners where nobody can see it. I want to go out into the garden to bury it. Then I forget where I put it and comb all the places where I tried hiding it, because everywhere smells of it now.

Maybe this is the reason I am rarely given a chew bone.

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Sausageday

Every Saturday I get sausages. It is their "fry-up" day, but I do not get bacon, I get three "wee willies" - which are tiny sausages meant for kids. We all get an egg. I love Saturdays.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

The Esplanade

This is called The Esplanade. It is by the river, and not as interesting as the beach or the wood. Here a dog has to walk on a lead in a civilized way.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Miracle Dog

This is something they never thought they would see again. Me having fun on the beach. But here I am, just three weeks after my life saving operation, running down for a short dip in the Clyde.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Stitches

The vet took the stitches out yesterday, but I did not even notice. I am feeling great, and they say they cannot keep up with me now. I am not surprised, they have suddenly got a lot older, both of them. Hobbling behind me, dad all bent over (from lifting and carrying me while I was ill?) and mom walking with a stick because her back has seized up on her. She says it is all the stress and worry. They better shape up, because I am ready for action!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Pink belly

When I woke up at the vet's my belly had been shaved and I had a line of blue stiches where my little belly button used to be. If they had shaved all of me, I would be a pink dog.

Friday, August 08, 2008

A little fresh air

Look what they have done to me. Shaved my front leg to stick needles in it, and you should see my belly. I don't know what happened. I even lost my appetite, which really worries them, and they keep offering me all sorts of things. I take the opportunity and only eat what I really like, such as steamed chicken, scrambled eggs and chips. I am feeling much better, and even managed to sit outside for a while today.