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Hi All

I’M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well I didn’t actually go anywhere but my Mum has been super busy and keeps meaning to update you all on my progress in life.

She sure takes enough photos of me, it’s probably part of the reason she can’t find time to writeSmile

Anyway, I am doing well……….all grown up now.

This summer I turn 4 which no one can believe as I still have the energy of a young pup.

My uncle adopted another pup from DID a couple of weeks ago and he is only dying to bring him down to meet me as he reckons I will, literally, have a run for my money……….I am in training as we speak.

I don’t eat furniture now which is something of a blessing for my parents but am prone to the odd sneaky/stolen snack.

Anyone leaving the kitchen has to do a quick sweep to make sure that there isn’t anything out for the taking.

Otis (my cat friend who only wishes he was a dog) is my accomplice.

HE BAD!! HE VERY BAD!!

I worked out during the year what he was up to.

He knocks things down from the bench to the floor and then sits there to see what I do to them…….then smirks when I am caught/scolded.

I am on to him and now don’t touch what he knocks (anyway there’s never any food, as he will eat that first and not share)

Better though, Mum and Dad are on to him!!

Otis had a bad accident years ago when he was knocked by a car and that is how he lost his tail…….now that he is older he has a few problems and is now on special medicine and diet.

He would prefer the old food but can’t have it so will now eat anything he can get his hands on so we have to be careful!

Personally I still think he’s a great target for the odd play fight whenever I feel like it.

Otis likes it too, I know he does, and has a certain yelp that lets everyone know when I get a bit much and I am asked to stop.

My biggest brother got married in November and that was really exciting with all the people around.

I was considered as the ring-bearer but that idea soon got dropped for at least two reasons….

1. My new sister-in-law just might not like me if I jumped up on her dress

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2. I tend to pee on Americans and there were a few at the wedding

(Clarification………I have only cocked my leg twice in my life on people and in both instances they happened to be Americans, purely a coincidence, but they weren’t taking any chances)

Fair enough I suppose!

They made it even better for me though by having my most favourite person in the world come and live in the house with me for the weekend.

She is what Mum calls the ‘pet control’ and comes once a week, a lovely lady who de-furrs the house!!!

I am in love with her as she brings me a treat each week.

I really didn’t care about the wedding after that!

My second favourite person in the world is my second big brother and he always plays tennis with me when he’s home (I actually see him as a tennis racquet!!)

I play till I drop so now they limit me to 10 hits at a time and I have to rest otherwise my brain forgets to work.

I get a frenzied look in my eyes and can’t think straight with over-exertion and excitement.

I have learned to bring back the ball and place it on the racquet myself for them otherwise they won’t hit it.

I have learned lots of ticks.

Mum says it’s good for my brain.

I can sit and do a high-five.

If they put out my food I sit by it and don’t touch it till I am told ………pity that doesn’t extend to when they are out of the kitchen!!

I am in the process of learning to tidy up by putting my toys back into the toy box but that is a work in progress!!

If Mum calls ‘In, stop, car’ I am to stand still by the side of the road and not move till she says ‘good boy’……it mostly works but she is always ready just in case.

We only do that one on country lanes, never on the busy roads as I tend to get a little confused when there is a lot going on…………..I suffer from sensory overload.

I love my walks and every dog owner in the town knows me.

I can get even the laziest and grumpiest of dogs to play when I meet them.

No matter where I walk people smile or talk to me ……….or at the least take a second glance or longer look at me.

I have a happy demeanour and shiny coat that is much admired……….Mum says that is down to it being buffed up by rolling on the couches!

My de-stuffing skills have been fine-tuned and I can get into and get out the stuffing in almost anything within seconds.

Nothing is allowed to have a squeaker!!!

But my FAVOURITE game is unwrapping!

Sometimes if Mum is clearing out or has a delivery she will wrap my toy in paper/bubble wrap and celotape it and I get to rip it open………………I LOVE IT.

As soon as I get it open and my ‘present’ out I drop it at her feet again and again till she rewraps it……I can keep it up for hours.

If she doesn’t do it immediately I might do my really low voiced howl just to encourage her.

Oh, and Mum says I understand English.

She and Dad chat away to me and I pretty well know what they are saying most of the time unless it’s something I don’t want to do then I play dumb.

I have attached some photos to show you all how lovely I still am Smile

1. Lying in the morning sun after a de-stuffing session.
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Hi Poppy…can you give me a call on 086 3696413…thanks..

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