Follow the antics of a qualified (slightly delinquent) Guide Dog - the only one who lives a nomadic life on the canals!
Wednesday, 5 December 2018
MeanyMalcolm!
Last night of hollibobs! Bags are packed, bone is eaten and I'm all
ready to meet up with Mum and Dad at the Guide Dogs centre in Leamington
tomorrow. I've got "an appointment" with the doggydoctor who is
obviously going to tell me I'm fabulous then it's off home to get in
some serious crooozing. Last free run today in lovely rain but when we
got home meanyMalcolm had blocked the stairs so I couldn't wipe my paws
on the bed. I don't like this hotel any more. Then Brenda grabbed me and
nearly brushed me to death cos she said I couldn't go home looking a
mess. No photos today cos meanyMalcolm forgot his camera. Roll on
tomorrow!
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