Aristotle has done it again!
Well, Aristotle has done it again! Don’t worry, I’m not talking about removing his stitches. They are all fine and his cone of shame is still firmly in place. It’s the dressing from his leg. It must have fallen off naturally at some point. He’s eaten it again. Given that we still haven’t seen the return of the first one, that now makes two clogging up his inside. He’s eating and pooing normally, so Mum is not unduly worried. She says it will just mean a double dose of carrot peelings in a week’s time. I just hope that works. He really doesn’t want any more trips to the vet than necessary.
Moaning
Mum is getting fed up with Shadow moaning. She really has become a crotchety old lady, but don’t let her hear me say that. The problem is partly because she has to have her tablet half an hour before eating. Shadow does not like waiting. Ok, to be fair, it’s a breed thing and we’re all a bit impatient. In a morning it’s worse as the rest of us go ahead and have our breakfast without her. That’s mainly my fault – I moan if I don’t get fed first thing and I can be pretty insistent. That means Shadow is left waiting which she moans about.
Please don’t think that Aristotle is innocent in all this. Woe betide Mum if she doesn’t put him to bed on time. He hates staying up beyond his bedtime. With me, it’s just that I want my bedtime biscuit. With Aristotle it’s because he wants his beauty sleep.
Dog at work
Today is a working day and Mum says she’s going to be busy. Apparently I have to help, so I’m prepared and ready. I’m not sure exactly which tasks she’s delegating to me, but whatever they are I’ve got the best chair and I’m not moving.
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Wilma
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