Ostrich bone
Pebbles has a new ostrich bone – she is one happy girl. Ostrich bones are quite expensive for the length of time they last, so Mum has said she will only buy them when it is a special occasion. I asked if yesterday being Wednesday was a special occasion, but apparently it came free with the order Mum had placed. Of course there is no reason why being a Wednesday can’t in itself be a special occasion, but I couldn’t see a specific reason why yesterday would qualify.
I just look on enviously. Without fail, if I have any bone, even an ostrich bone, I will be up in the night being sick. I know it’s my own fault. Unfortunately I’ve always had a tendency to get carried away and swallow pieces that are too large for me. Part of the problem is that I don’t know my own strength and bite of chunks which are really too big.
Exercise
Things are getting serious around here. Mum and Dad have begun a home exercise programme. I can join in if I’d like to – or watch if I’d prefer. I’m opting for watching. Maybe I’ll build up to joining in. Pebbles is not being given the choice. As Mum pointed out, Pebbles would be joining in so enthusiastically as to make the whole thing impossible. As we take it in turns spending time with Mum, the exercise is happening on one of my times. It gives me a source of entertainment for a short while if nothing else.
Now I’m wondering if this is just one of those new year things and won’t last or whether this is the beginning of a trend to being fitter. I will worry more if the word ‘diet’ starts to be bandied about, but at least for the moment that hasn’t been mentioned.
Love and licks
Wilma
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