BEAUREGARD’S BLOG: Since I
last spoke to you I am feeling a lot more confident around the house and garden
and the Boss says I have got a lot heavier.
He knows this as I sit on his lap most evenings watching the box on the
wall while the Mrs complains about yet another repeat episode of Last of the
Summer Wine. The Boss smiles to himself
while clutching the TV controller and I am content as long as he continues
tickling my ears.
To keep
me occupied I have also accumulated a number of toys, some of which I have been
given, some found, and some which the Mrs confiscates because she says they are
bits of the garden which should not be brought in doors. They look like toys to me and I have great
fun shredding, chewing and generally demolishing them, after which the Mrs descends
upon me with dustpan and brush and I am persuaded to remove myself from indoors
to outdoors.
This yellow ball was a
found object in the garden but one the Mrs did not seem to mind me playing
with. The snapshot here is the first
time I played with it and I found a hole in the top which seemed to blow air at
me when I pushed it with my nose or tried to pick it up in my mouth. I soon got the hang of the game but after a
long play chasing it around the garden, grabbing , chewing and biting it as
hard as I could, it changed into a flat pancake and lost the ability to
roll. The Boss watches with amusement
as the Mrs saves the day each time this happens by finding a straw to fit into
the hole and blows hard to return it to its original shape. She says she is definitely not letting her
chops touch it after mine have - hence the straw but once it is round again she
is not averse to throwing it for me to fetch so that I can start the game all
over again. She said occasionally some
things filled with hot air need to be gradually deflated and as the Boss is so
keen on repeat episodes so the game goes on…
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