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 transport wagon out from under me I
have been given a new Teddy to accompany me in my games of throwing, chasing,
jumping and shaking, which I know Teddy just loves. He doesn’t say much but he also doesn’t run away when I pounce on him so I am fairly sure he
enjoys it as much as I do.
There
is the slight mystery surrounding the whereabouts of old Teddy who, the Mrs
commented on last sighting, resembled an old rag. I fear I have detected a trail leading
towards the dustbin but the Mrs acts very innocently when I look her in the eye
so I will just have to swallow her story of him going to Teddy heaven and
concentrate and my new buddy.
My
new transport wagon is very different from my last and I fear I will have to be
a little more careful with my hygiene and cleansing routines. I can see a range of deodorant and toiletry
products heading my way which is rather scary.
The Mrs has already tried to smother me in vehicle protective boot
liners which I am not allowed to rearrange or disassemble. Goodness knows how the Boss will fare with slinging
his usual paraphernalia in the back with me.
I can almost hear the shrieking from here…. But as long as I have my mate Teddy with me I shall
survive…..not sure
about the Boss!