Friday, 27 January 2012

Home again

Back in my own home, my own bed (although I packed that with me), my own garden, my own field. Sigh. It's been really nice to see Gary again and catch up with him but good to be home too. The he and she boss were here to meet me. I wonder if they've been anywhere nice while I've been gone or was I the only one having a holiday?

Sunday, 22 January 2012

Holiday

I've been left at that Beth and Ed's with Gary Cat. So that was what it was about. Not sure why. Still not sure if it's cos they'd had enough of me though I can't believe the she boss would think that. She's always so kind to me even when I've been stupid or am getting upset over daft stuff. Maybe they just thought I needed a break from the big city and some animal company. Would be OK except they brought that stupid noisy hamster thing in the ball with them. Maybe Gary will like it instead.

Holidays?

Something's going on. The she boss has packed my holiday bag but she hasn't packed one for anyone else. I know I'm in trouble sometimes and the he boss doesn't always like me but I didn't think anything was that bad.
They wonder why I'm so nervous and insecure but when you've been abandoned once, adopted twice with the first time breaking down, separated from mother and siblings, no idea who your father is; well, what do they expect? I think I do pretty well considering. It's just that these things come back to haunt me sometimes even though it was so long ago

Saturday, 14 January 2012

Ticking

Life's ticking along and pretty good thanks. Good walks, interesting people, regular meals, comfy bed(s), consistent poos. What more can I say

Thursday, 5 January 2012

Sheepwash

I went here today and it was VERY windy and so very scary. I tried to go back to the car but the she boss caught me and dragged me back. I felt safer on the lead. I wonder if it's always windy there? And where were all the sheep having their wash? I saw swans, mallards, moorhens, Canada geese, blue tits, etc etc but no sheep and no people!

Friday, 30 December 2011

Christmas time

We had the paper parcel day. In fact, it's all be happening all at once. We've had EVERYONE living here and the house was really full. I liked it very much cos I saw alot of my other favourite people as well - theFriendPeter, Nan and Grandad G, Uncle Ted and Aunty Joy and all my other aunty and uncles took me for a good walk. Well, sort of good. There was a lot of banging going on somewhere so I wasn't too happy.
I had to spend some time in the car as well hiding from little people who came to my house. I don't mind and would rather be there than worrying about what they're going to get up to next.
We took Sam and Abimaro all the way back to London just to make sure they really went. I like it there and had a bit of a snooze on their carpet.
Just when I thought it was all going quiet again that Beth turned up here and slept in one of our beds. I think she's gone again now even though she left her socks behind. Always something left here.
Maybe now I can have peace and quiet to recover from it all.
I didn't eat too much paper as my tummy was a bit iffy on the day it all came. I have had some very nice left over bits of meat though and they're still happening

Friday, 23 December 2011

Paper parcels

Sam and Abimaro have come here to live. It's nice and there's lots of music. I like her singing and she brought me some special songs although none of them were called MillieDog.
I can feel a paper day coming on. There's been lots of secret rustling and there's a lot of parcels under the tree picture that the she boss put up. I hope there's one for me. I haven't noticed my name on anything yet. And yes, I can read.
I think they must have forgotten that we shut all the rooms at night and they left the room open with all the parcels. I know I'm not supposed to go in there at night and CERTAINLY not supposed to go on the comfy furniture. It was really tempting and I was scared I'd give in so I went upstairs and slept by the he boss for a little while. I went to tell him the door was open but he was snoring so didn't hear me. I went to my bed after a while as I knew I could be in just as much trouble if he found me there as I would have been if I was found on the best comfy settee.