Since I came to live here from the dog rescue in January, I have been settling in nicely.
This week has been busy for me and The Missus says, because of that, she hasn’t been able to get much done.
Today, for instance, I rolled in fox poo when we were out on our walk and had my very first bath. I didn’t like it. Afterward, I ran straight out and jumped in the fish pond so that I would smell nice again.
I have four cats to play with but, I’m not sure they like me as much as I like them. Henry peed in my dog bed this morning and The Missus said, cat pee smells so bad the bed would have to go in the washing machine. However, as I had chewed a lot of my dog bed up, the stuffing was coming out so she had to sew it up with upholstery thread before she could put it in the machine.
Beau is my favourite cat. He is very dog friendly and always comes to see me first when he comes through the cat flap.
I love to collect things from around the house. The Missus says she wouldn’t mind but I have a habit of chewing them up. Because of this, I have to sleep in the kitchen at night and not with the other dogs. So far this week I have enjoyed four dog blankets, the aforementioned dog bed, two pairs of prescription glasses, a skirting board, a set of four vintage buttons, a garden clog, a voodoo doll (don’t ask) , a roll of sellotape, a packet of Customs labels, one of a pair of gardening gloves and a PS3 remote.
I like that Beau and I are sort of colour coordinated
and sometimes we have ‘who has the longest tongue’ competitions. I always win.
I know sometimes I get called a pain in the arse – I think it’s a term of affection – and The Missus says I will ‘mature’ as the other dogs have done so I don’t think she regrets getting me from the refuge because she often asks “who persuaded me to get another dog?” and I think it’s because she wants to thank them.