Now I’m jealous
Now I’m jealous. I love bones, but I have a very strong bite and get carried away. I end up swallowing pieces which are much too big and make myself sick. Consequently Mum doesn’t buy me bones. Pebbles has had some ostrich bones and she’s much more gentle with them. Mum has now bought her a beef knuckle bone. Pebbles thinks it’s the best thing since … well, forever really. Ironically, she is far more gentle with things like that than I am. Mum is hoping that she will be able to enjoy it without making herself ill.
Not for the garden
Mum is also hoping that Pebbles won’t want to bury it in the garden. She has explained to Pebbles that her bones are only for when she is indoors. Of course, that doesn’t stop Pebbles from trying to carry them out when Mum isn’t looking.
The biggest problem for Pebbles with these things is that she gets bored. Mum spends a lot of money on something like that and then after the initial excitement Pebbles wants the next thing. The thing that really hurts is that occasionally Mum asks me to show some interest in something, just to get Pebbles to want it again. The problem is that I really do want it, but Mum won’t let me keep it. There really is no justice in the world, although it is all done by Mum with our best interests in mind.
Back to training
Pebbles is back to her training today. She is so very excited – Mum, not so much. To be fair, Pebbles has been pretty good recently, so there may be hope of Mum coming home looking not too frazzled. Sometimes she looks like she’s spent the morning with her fingers in an electrical socket after training Pebbles. I’ll let you know.
Love and licks
Wilma
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