The diary of a disabled dog blog

Hi everyone, Well, we've just got back from the beach and what a difference a week makes! This time last week, mummy and I were sunbathing on our blanket, today it was blowing up a hoolie, so we've come home to snuggle. We had a rather unfortunate situation this week I'm sorry to report. Mummy was cleaning our garage door and I was sitting on our drive, watching the world go by and minding my own business, when our next door neighbour pulled up and out jumped Marley and Scrooge, the cocker spaniels. They had the audacity to charge straight through the front door and into my house. Scrooge headed straight for my basket, but worse than that, Marley piddled on the rug. Mummy was oblivious because she was talking to our neighbour, so I had to take charge and chase the two mutts out. I was so angry that I chased them round the front garden a few times and can you believe, I got sent indoors. Mummy was angry when she spotted the pee-pee and I heard her saying something...

Hello, how are you? I'm fine and dandy, thanks for asking. We've had some super duper weather and you know what that means...... seaside frolics! Today, mummy and I took the blanket and a picnic to the beach and had what mummy calls "A holiday-day." We had a little swim and played the chasing pebbles into the sea game, then we have to have a rest, it's called sunbathing. I touched lucky, as we were walking along the promenade I got a whiff of something delicious, mummy doesn't know how I can sniff things out like I do, but I'm ace at it. Anyway, I found a big pile of cocktail sausages, can you believe it, mummy couldn't, she was quite angry, luckily I'd scoffed quite a few before she put me on the lead. A lady told mummy that a man puts the sausages on the beach for the seagulls, I'm glad I beat them to it. Talking of food, my other favourite place is the pub, I've got so many admirers and they all give me treats, so imagine...

Hi everyone, How have you all been keeping this last three weeks? I had a lovely holiday although it rained and rained and rained. Uncle Keith doesn't like going out in the rain, so I went a bit stir crazy, but I had lots of cuddles and corners of toast which sort of made up for it. When mummy and daddy came home I was so excited, but, mummy didn't realise that, like uncle Keith, I'd decided I didn't like going out in the rain either. Mummy put my mackintosh on and started getting herself all waterproofed up (as she does) and I sneaked upstairs back to bed. I've got back into the old routine now though, in fact, mummy's more grumpy about the weather than me, all she keeps telling people, when we're on our walks, is how warm and sunny it was in Spain, it gets on your wick after a while. The other day we bumped into Winston, quite literally! He's a very boisterous labrador and he skidded through the swampy mud like a torpedo, spraying mummy a...