Hello, may I introduce myself. My name is Beauregard but as this is a bit of a mouthful for a small chap like me I have requested it be shortened to Beau. You may have known Bert my late distant second cousin once removed whom I am told I greatly resemble. In fact he is so removed that he is no longer here but I definitely get a faint feeling of his existence and the love that was felt for him which is a great comfort after leaving my own real parents.
I only
came to live here a couple of weeks ago and am still investigating my new owners
the Boss and Mrs, the extended family and also the house and garden. Certain
parts of the house are regarded as no go zones for me and in the accessible
parts I have be accompanied at all times on account of my inability to completely
control my bladder yet. I only have to
pose a certain way or move several feet from my last resting place to have
either the Boss or the Mrs jumping up from their resting place, scrutinising my
anatomy and undercarriage and accompanying me to the garden to see if I will
perform. If I can manage to squeeze out a
drop or indeed spend a very large penny then praise if heaped upon my head and
pats and cuddles are given with free abandon.
I think I am getting the hang of this as I do so enjoy being
petted. As for the other I think it’s a bit indelicate to go into
too much information here but I will point out that each deposit is quickly
disposed of, so much so that I can hardly remember where I last did it, however
as long it is in the garden somewhere then the praise and cuddles are well
worth it.
I have
had my first visit to the vet and she gave me the needle, although I have to
say I didn’t feel a thing but the
Boss nearly passed out, apparently he doesn’t like needles. I
gave him a licky kiss and told him I was fine.
We wobbled out of the door and went straight home for a restorative bowl
of puppy food and a stiff brandy (for him).
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