
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
I've found a new place to stay cool!

Saturday, 15 August 2009
An unexpected bath..........!
So, yesterday when we were all out on our morning walk she told me she knew a really good place to go and explore and I should go with her, so I did.
Now, this was away from Mum and over the hill and I couldn't see my Mum once we got there but Sophie said it would be OK 'cos she knew where Mum was and would be able to take us back after we'd looked around.
I'd never been up there before and our Brandy hadn't come with us so this was the first time I'd been with Sophie on my own. Anyway, we had a good sniff around all the nooks and crannies up there 'cos we could smell something close by.
Then we found it - it was all smelly and gooey and I just couldn't help myself, I had to roll in it. I never stopped to think whether Mum would mind, it was good fun. Sophie just stood by and watched me. After a few minutes I heard Mum calling me & Sophie and we both ran back really quickly because if we go to Mum when she calls us we get a biscuit.
Only, when I got back to Mum she didn't look very happy and she shouted at me and I didn't know what I'd done wrong because I'd run back when she called me. She put me on my lead and made me walk behind her all the way home.
When we got home she made me stay outside and wouldn't let me in with the others and I didn't know why. But the door was open and I could hear her talking to Aunty Lucy and she seemed to keep saying things about me being covered in something really smelly, and Fox poo was mentioned a few times, and that it was everywhere, even in my ears.
Next thing I knew I was being marched straight through the room to where the bath is and I was dumped in the bath and made to stand there for ages while Mum poured water all over me from the shower. Then, as if that's not bad enough, I also got shampoo'ed, then showered down again, and then she did it again.
When Mum seemed to think I was wet enough she wrapped me in a big towel and took me outside. She wasn't happy.
I looked across at Sophie to see if she knew what I'd done wrong and I'm sure she was laughing at me. I think she's done this before and knew what would happen to me if she took me up there. Just as I was getting to like her too!
Friday, 14 August 2009
The bottom step means chocolate buttons!

We can all 'sit' for choccy buttons!
Good friends help out in times of need!
What we didn't know was that her Mummy had been to hospital because she had a really poorly foot. It's all swollen up and back & blue.

Well, it turns out Lucy has been either stung or bitten, and the poison had gone really bad. She had really bad pains upto her knee and all her leg was bright red and it was just awful. Anyway, when she came back from the hospital she wasn't allowed to walk on it until the swelling's gone down and it's not painful anymore and she has these sticks to help her walk that mum says are crutches. We think they're a bit scary so we stay away from them.
Now, I know what you're thinking, what's all this got to do with me and our Brandy - well, think about it. Sophie's Mum can't walk - so guess who's taking Sophie out - OUR MUM.
So, our routine this week has been up early, in the car, down to get Sophie.
Walk, run, play for about half an hour before the sun gets up.
Then, when we take Sophie back we have to wait while she gets fed, (but we're not allowed anything - does Mum have any idea how difficult that is?) before we get back in the car, back home and breakfast. Actually, thinking about it - our breakfast is a lot nicer than Sophie's. She gets dog biscuity food with a bit of gravy on it whilst we get bacon bits and a drink of chilled milk. Second thoughts Mum, we're happy to wait until we get home.
Then all this is repeated at night - what a palaver. (Mum told me how to spell that word, 'cos it's difficult)
Sophie's mum is getting better but I think it'll be a few more days before we're back to just being me, our Brandy and our Mum! But Mum says you have to help out when you can, and Sophie isn't as bad as she was when we first knew her.
Friday, 7 August 2009
If you can't see her, is she really here?

If it wasn't for her white paws - would we know she was here? No chance of Mum losing us like this.