Busy Week

Hi, it's me again.

What a week I have had. Mum keeps putting me through my paces, 'sit', 'down', 'fetch', every day, although I do get some nice treats when I do as I am told, but I have developed a taste for the rug in the conservatory, it really does taste nice and sort of unravels when I get my teeth into it. Mum is sporting a new plaster where I caught her hand when we were playing fetch. I didn't mean to do it, it just sort of happened, I was aiming for my ball.

We went for a lovely walk on Sunday and I met lots of people and other dogs, these wheelie things kept coming past me, I think they were bikes, that's what Mum called them and I would have liked to chase them but I was made to sit and watch as they went past. Everybody we passed stopped to give me a stroke and called me a teddy bear! I am still not keen on the car, even if I have treats but I think I will probably get to like it after a while.

I visited the vet on Friday evening, just to get registered and a little check up. The vet said I was a nice happy bouncy puppy and he sat me on a table, (bet he won't be able to do that in a few months time). He looked in my ears and mouth, and then listened to my heart and said I was very good. I got weighted and I was 14.6 kilos, and then I got a horrible needle in my neck and I cried. The vet said it was a microchip just in case I ever get lost, so I can be sent straight back home. Mum took plenty of little treats for me while I was there so it was not too bad.

On Tuesday night I had a bath, I did smell a little bit after being in the garden and rolling in something not too nice. It was nice and warm and I tried to drink it. I whipped the towel away as soon as I was lifted out and had a good shake all over the bathroom floor. Mum sat me on a towel and dried me with the hairdryer, and when I was half dry I had a run around and came back to be finished off. I looked like a huge fur ball when I was finished.

I did put on my most pitiful face to see if I could get out of it!

I had a slight accident with one of my toys, it was a nice plaited rope with two squeaky toys on either end, but I got a bit excited and sort of shredded it, so now all I have is one of the squeaky things from the end, never mind I can still make plenty of noise with it, I can squeak it with my teeth all the time now. Mum threw the rest in the bin.

This is me giving my carrot the evil eye before I pounced on it and ate it.

I do wish Mum would put that camera down sometimes, maybe if I sneak up and get it, Oh! drat, caught in the act, will have to try again later.

Hmmm..................... might just have a sleep now, see you all later zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz