Tuesday 21st December
I had to do bed rest outside while Lou and Ty woz rummaging - daddy Richard woz hoovering - there's no peace for a hound....
Well, as yous all know, I’s bin a little bit in the dog-house on account of that dretful slander about me, Ty an’ the skwirrel – as if I’d hurt my best friend Ty!
Anyhoo, I needed to make up some serious ground, so once Ty woz better, I sort of ran into sumfink in the garden so could get a bit of mummy Sue sympafy.
I may have overdone it a bit…..
I woz in a bit of pain – good for sympafy;
then I woz in LOTS of pain – trip to emergency vet;
then I got reely ill – doggie hospital for 2 days – oops!
I’s run a bit too hard into sumfink and bruised all of my insides and punctured me lung! But there wasn’t a mark on the outside – the vets woz mystified – mummy Sue is mystified – I’s a medical marvel!
Mummy Sue’s been tearing her hair out and what’s left has gone grey – can’t fink why!
I’s home from hospital now and I has to have bed rest and I needs to eat, coz everyone knows that hospital food isn’t fit for a dog – mummy Sue sez I look like a skelington. So now mummy Sue is runnin’ around boiling chicken and other delicacies and bringing them to me bed – aaaah, that’s more like it.
Now, how about a bit of charging’ round the garden – wot do you mean “no chargin’ around” – I loves chargin’ around. I’s a bit sad, but the sadder I look the more fuss I gets – even daddy Richard has joined in the fussing so it’s not all bad…..
Saturday 25th December
Happy Chrissmas everyone – I hoped yous all had a better day than us.
See those green eyes - that's us using our hypno powers to get more leftovers - it worked too!
Mummy Sue disturbed all of our sleeps at 6am – wots wrong mummy Sue, yous never out of bed before 9am, oops, did I say that out loud?? Then she woz too busy all morning to give us a proper fuss but the house was full of lushus smells – roast chicken, gammon and our all time favrit – roast beef and sosidges. Me, Lou an’ Ty kept a good watch on the kitchen but then, BUT THEN, Mummy Sue and Daddy Richard walked out the door with the meat and just left us the smell. We was proper despondent and took to our beds in despair – I woz goin’ to ring Childline but Lou sed ‘just wait’ – course, she knows the routine so me an’ Ty settled down to waitin’.
An’ Lou woz right – Mummy Sue and Daddy Richard came home with a HUGE bag of scraps – there woz chicken, an’ beef, and gammon, and sosidges – yum yum yum……
So Chrissmas is ok after all – we haven’t had our presents yet but that woz ok becoz Ty ran away with Daddy Richard’s new socks and I had a nibble of Mummy Sue’s new hat – it looks like a wabbit – Mummy Sue’s wearing a wabbit on her head, look a wabbit, on her head!
I’s feelin’ much better, the vet says I’s on the mend tho I’s still not allowed to charge around; don’ tell eveyone, but I doesn’t reelly feel like chargin’ round so that’s ok, an’ it is very very cold out there….
I hopes that all the houndies in the kennels gets a new forever home in the New Year – is qwite nice having a place of your own an’ a mummy an daddy to spoilt you rotten give you the basics……
"watch me" sez daddy Richard - har har, like we'd watch anything else when he's holding a big chunk of roast beef! Where's Ty - oh, he's wandered off - he's not as clever as me and Lou!
Sunday 26th December
Oooh, mummy Sue is complainin’ that she’s eaten too much – huh, me an’ Ty are starvin’ so why don’t she eat less and give us more…….
Note from Sue:
Dear Santa
For Christmas please may I have:
- a large sack of health and happiness, enough to share with all our family, friends and readers (friends we haven’t met!)
- a device for defrosting canals
- one whole week without a visit to the vet
I have been a very good girl, so please please put the above items in your sack!
Yours sincerely
Sue
Happy New Year!
Ty might be a bit fick but he does know how to get comfee...
I's taking my bed rest very seriously.....
Tuesday 21st December
Well, as yous all know, I’s bin a little bit in the dog-house on account of that dretful slander – as if I’d hurt my best friend Ty! Anyhoo, I needed to make up some serious ground, so once Ty woz better, I sort of ran into sumfink in the garden so could get a bit of mummy Sue sympafy.
I may have overdone it a bit…..
I woz in a bit of pain – good for sympafy; then I woz in LOTS of pain – trip to emergency vet; then I got reely ill – doggie hospital for 2 days – oops!
I’s run a bit too hard into sumfink and bruised all of my insides and punctured me lung! But there wasnt a mark on the outside – the vets woz mystified – I’s a medical marvel!
Mummy Sue’s been tearing her hair out and what’s left has gone grey – can’t fink why!
Is home from hospital now and I has to have bed rest and I needs to eat, coz everyone knows that hospital food isn’t fit for a dog. So now mummy Sue is runnin’ around boiling chicken and other delicacies and bringing them to me bed – aaaah, that’s more like it.
Now, how about a bit of charging’ round the garden – wot do you mean “no chargin’ around” – I loves chargin’ around. I’s a bit sad but the sadder I look the more fuss I gets – even daddy Richard has joined in the fussing so it’s not all bad…..
Note from Sue:
Dear Santa
For Christmas please may I have:
- a large sack of health and happiness, enough to share with all our family, friends and readers (friends we haven’t met!)
- a device for defrosting canals
- one whole week without a visit to the vet
I have been a very good girl, so please please put the above items in your sack!
Yours sincerely
Sue
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Tuesday 21st December
Well, as yous all know, I’s bin a little bit in the dog-house on account of that dretful slander – as if I’d hurt my best friend Ty! Anyhoo, I needed to make up some serious ground, so once Ty woz better, I sort of ran into sumfink in the garden so could get a bit of mummy Sue sympafy.
I may have overdone it a bit…..
I woz in a bit of pain – good for sympafy; then I woz in LOTS of pain – trip to emergency vet; then I got reely ill – doggie hospital for 2 days – oops!
I’s run a bit too hard into sumfink and bruised all of my insides and punctured me lung! But there wasnt a mark on the outside – the vets woz mystified – I’s a medical marvel!
Mummy Sue’s been tearing her hair out and what’s left has gone grey – can’t fink why!
Is home from hospital now and I has to have bed rest and I needs to eat, coz everyone knows that hospital food isn’t fit for a dog. So now mummy Sue is runnin’ around boiling chicken and other delicacies and bringing them to me bed – aaaah, that’s more like it.
Now, how about a bit of charging’ round the garden – wot do you mean “no chargin’ around” – I loves chargin’ around. I’s a bit sad but the sadder I look the more fuss I gets – even daddy Richard has joined in the fussing so it’s not all bad…..
Note from Sue:
Dear Santa
For Christmas please may I have:
- a large sack of health and happiness, enough to share with all our family, friends and readers (friends we haven’t met!)
- a device for defrosting canals
- one whole week without a visit to the vet
I have been a very good girl, so please please put the above items in your sack!
Yours sincerely
Sue
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
