Aristotle’s Paw Prints
Mum says I’m following in Aristotle’s Paw Prints. I’m not sure it’s a compliment to either me or Aristotle. It all started when Mum was cutting some more of the hedges in the back garden. I did the sensible thing and selected a point of the grass where I could lie comfortably and watch. Whether Mum was cutting the hedge or moving all the cuttings to the ever increasing pile, I didn’t need to move. That was when Mum explained that Aristotle’s approach to life was to do as little as was absolutely necessary. He was a willing working dog but always worked out the approach which was the least effort. What a guy! I think he’d have been my hero.
What I really need now is Mum to tell me lots of stories about Aristotle and what he used to do. I’m sure I could benefit from learning more about him.
Wilma’s eyes
Poor old Wilma is finding that the diet she’s on now doesn’t make her create as much saliva as her old one did. As her right eye is now lubricated by the salivary gland, it means she’s finding her right eye is a bit dry and sore. Mum says they can start using her eye cream on both eyes to help. She already has the cream and drops for her left eye, so at least we can sort it out really quickly for her.
On the bright side, the Kongs that Mum stuffed with Wilma’s new food seem to have worked. It does now at least mean there is something she can have to keep her occupied between meals. I guess it’s a bit boring only ever having one thing, but Wilma says it’s better than nothing.
Hugs, licks and head butts
Pebbles
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