#The Supervet.
Hi everyone,
I don't know about you, but I've had a busy week again. Mummy and daddy had the bright idea of visiting Porchester Castle on Saturday, which under normal circumstances would have been wonderful, however, Storm Brian was raging and let me tell you it was pretty hairy, especially as I had to walk over the drawbridge and through the gateway to seismic waves, good job I'm not a scaredy cat, or should I say, scaredy dog.
On Tuesday I went to the groomers and while I was there mummy went shopping, she likes to go to The Ark charity shop, The Ark is an animal sanctuary and mummy got her last doggie, Tilly, from there. Mummy still has a photo of Tilly, she looks a bit like me although she was a lhasa apso. When she died, mummy was so heartbroken she said she would never have another doggie, but when she saw my photo online she fell in love and said it was fate. Anyway, mummy likes to shop at the charity shop because the proceeds all go to help the animals. Apparently, a lady knits doggie jumpers and donates them to the shop, how lovely I hear you say and I agree, a nice plain blue or cream jumper I could accept, but oh no, mummy bought me a bumble bee jumper, sometimes I think she goes out of her way to pee me off.
To be fair to mummy, although I was a bit put out at first, when she put my jumper in my special drawer, I did sit there barking until she took it out and put it back on me, I'm fickle like that. Mummy then played flight of the bumble bee really loudly and started dancing which sends me into one of my crazy moods, I was literally buzzing.
Another thing that sends me crazy is my favourite TV programmes and last week Paul O'Grady for the love of dogs and Noel Fitzpatrick the supervet were back on. I kid you not, I don't take my eyes off the screen during those programmes and I fluctuate between howling, barking and my own unique doggie speak.
I'll be two years old in February and fully grown and that's when mummy and daddy are going to take me to see a supervet about my leg. Mummy would like to take me to see Noel Fitzpatrick, but daddy says, he's not only a supervet but a superstar and probably very expensive and that mummy's got champagne taste with lemonade pockets. Daddy gets on mummy's nerves when he says things like that. He especially got on her nerves this week when, after I had been coiffured at the groomers, he took me for an evening stroll down by the river. Naturally I dived straight in and then had a bit of a roll in the dirt for good measure, daddy told me it was payback for the bumblebee jumper.
I'm getting very excited about next week because it's a special occasion called Halloween. Me and mummy went to the shop to buy things and apparently we're going to have lots of visitors in scary costumes and there's going to be sweets, blueberries and apple for me and......just as I was getting giddy with the idea, I noticed a thing by our fireplace, a pumpkin ornament apparently, with a horrible face, which made me very cross. I barked at it until mummy removed it, but I've been told 'To get with the programme." Naturally I sulked, well, until I got hold of mummy's sock ha ha.
Well, look forward to sharing my Halloween experience with you next week,
Love and woofs
Dino xxxxx
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