I visited the toxic mountain yesterday...(yummmmmmmm) now I am round as a barrel...Dad had to get a head torch to come and find me.....that was nice of him...Casper...
Soon soon soon!!! Mum says that Harley is coming to visit next Thursday and would you like to come too? If not we can find another time. BOUNCEBOUNCEBOUNCE!!!
We have a fun new game. It's called "walking beautifully and doing Mum proud when there's no-one to see, but going bonkers as soon as someone comes into view". It's super fun! W&S
Oh goody! Mum is out all day today but when she gets back this evening I'll tell her to sort it out with your mum and dad.
I've just been to the vet for my cartrophen injection. The vet said I was in good nick! I gave him my best Paddington stare and told him I hadn't nicked anything! Cheek of him. So I picked up his hat off the shelf under his desk on the way out. I gave it back though, and thought it looked better for a bit of Labrador slobber. Charlie
Yay, I know that game too, it's my most favourite ever. It's market day today so off we went as usual a nice walk round the lake and I was super duper good and then mummy got some shopping and it was time to play THAT game and I jumped up and licked the man's beard who sells sweeties to mummy. He really really loves me, his choccie girl is over the rainbow bridge now. He has a Husky from something called a rescue centre. Mummy said I need to watch out as I may be visiting soon... Not sure if it's a good thing.
Today my tummy felt bad, so to feel better I climbed into dad's warm spot in the bed when he got up. I felt so yucky and then I accidentally was sick all over dad's pillow I hope he isn't mad when he gets home. I feel so much better now though! He will be happy about that so it works out! Quinn
I Been behaving like a total tool today my belly hurts . It makes me silly bet i have to go to see the man who shoves stuff up my bum tomorrow. Least I had fish for my tea
I've just heard my mums going out for her xmas party tomorrow. I'm sure parties only involve me?? Anyway, I best get rested up. As on Saturday she will have a hang over. I'm not really sure what that means but I know she's poorly and sick. So it means I have to be extra fun to cheer her up. Lots of zoomies, chewing fun stuff and jumping up at her. Stanley
I've bin on a Twip today! Mum said we were dwiving home for Chwistmas! Mum said we had to stay cheewy and sing songs! We had Golden Oldies even though Charlie pwefers Classic FM. I sang wiv Mum! We was like Felma and Louise! And I bounced up and down! I now know all the words to Gween Gween Gwass of home, Cwying and Wed Wed Wose. I liked The House of the Wising Sun best though, and We Will Wock you was bwill too! Charlie had his paws over his ears. Betsy
Mum says, surely it should have been "Driving Home For Christmas" on continuous loop the whole way? That would have been fun! Shadow
I think mum has got a new job, I heard her tell dad she got a pre-motion......she keeps wearing suits - she usually only ever wears jeans and leggings which means I can play with her as soon as she gets home from work. The last 2 weeks she has hardly said hello before she runs upstairs to change. I don't know why coz I'm not muddy or anything......strange! I've just got home with my mum after visiting my Hooman Nan as its her birthday. Mum got her a FANTASTIC present........me on a jigsaw (and my Hooman sister and cousins, but they ere only in 2 photos.......I was in 3). Mum says is was a collage (whatever that means??) My Hooman Poppy and Hooman cousin Logan was there and they gave me LOADS of treats . Poppy usually gives me one big treat but mum said I was looking a bit chubby today so had to have these LOW FAT treats (they were yummy but don't tell mum). Anyway, I need a nap now after all that excitement Sees you later
Mini hooman is so annoying. Mum takes down the fence in front of the tree so she can take a photo. I know that's what she's doing because she does it allllllllll the time. Mini hooman won't leave the tree alone even though I tried to tell him we're not allowed to touch it. Then he cries when mum has to put the fence back up. Doesn't he understand anything?
Non of the armchairs in this house are to my liking. We are staying in the house by the beach for Christmas (the beach is good) but in London I have my own leather armchair that fits me. Although there are 4 chairs available here, I don't like them. I make my point several times each evening, by standing in front of each chair and pointedly rejecting them, then going back to the sofa. Even though I do this each time, Mum doesn't pack my armchair from London. What should I do next to underline the seriousness of the situation? Charlie
