Thursday 30 November 2023

November 2023

I may look a bit hangdog but I am relieved we can resume our normal walks and I am allowed to chew Teddy again.  We have spent the last few walks stopping at every sign post and tying signs to it, followed by untying them all again after the weekend.  All I want to do is have a good sniff and see if it is a suitable place to leave my leg lifting messages but the Mrs make me sit and wait till she has finished her mission. 

I had a bit of trouble last week when the Mrs found one of her paint brushes with a heavily chewed end.  Honestly I didn’t realise it was not for chewing, it being a a long stick with hair at one end, howeveer once found, I was in big trouble and Teddy was confiscated for a few days until I repented and helped her tie her art notices around the village.

At the weekend the house suddenly became very bare with all paintings removed.  I wondered if, in my shame, she had taken my portrait down as well but it was a relief to see it still hanging.  The miniatures came with many cakes and the Boss couldn’t believe his luck on viewing all the delicious confectionery delivered from many kind people.  I thought I might be in for a feast but unfortunately for me it was all, along with the paintings, transported to the Village Hall. I was a little peeved when the Boss explained to me, while dishing out my kibble, that the cakes had all been eaten and there was none left for me.  Had the Mrs suddenly ditched her diet and devoured the lot?  But no….it was explained to me that they were all sold for charity.  The paintings did return though, minus a few, and the house is now back to normal.  Walks have resumed on a normal basis and Teddy has been returned so I can relax with him and search out some hairless sticks to chew….

Ps: The Mrs wants me to pass on her thanks for the support she and her friend Pat received at their art sale and is very happy to report that over £600 was raised for Wellington & Dummer Riding for the Disabled Association where one of the Miniatures goes every Saturday morning.

 

MARCH 2024

On account of me being a good boy and not digging up the front lawn, telling the truth and not complaining about the Boss selling my transpo...