Stubby Legs...

Workywalkies. Lie down. Workywalkies. Lie Down. Workywalkies........ You get the trend? That has been the order if most of today. The pattern was happily broken by a quick blast around a park with a ball and a pug! How do those stubby little legs go sooooo fast? !!! Heehee! It was a great, if brief, game of chase!

Mum says that on Monday 22 August I will have to be a smart and very special boy. She says it will be a very difficult day: the day we will be saying our final farewells to Nanny.

She says that, normally, on these very special days, humans usually do something with Flowers. However, on Nanny's day, we won't be doing flowers. We will instead, be inviting people to make donations to my Name a Puppy fund for Guide Dogs.

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Mum and Me on our Sponsored Walk.

Flippin' Car.....

I'm very glad my car-bed is comfy. I've spent like forever on it today!

We've done lots of creepy-crawly drivey-slowly on the big-supposed-to-be-fast-whizzy roads. Aaaaaaall the way to Bournemouth and back. We visited a cocker spaniel. Well... I suppose really, Mum and Dad were there to visit the ladyhuman in that lots-of-desks place, but the doggypal was much more interesting!

Apparently he works there - keeping all the humans in order when they sit at their desks doing all their clicketyfingersing and talkyboning. That all still baffles me - mutual bum-sniffing is a much more civilised means of greeting and communicating!

Next, we visited Granny. That was nice, but far more importantly, that visit was followed by a blimmin good freerun in the park. OOoooh! I needed that!

Now, after the long car ride back, we are in Papa's White wheeliebox again and I have been evicted from Mum's bed! Hufffffff!

Leaky Eyes and Squawky MicroHumans

Lots of leaky eyes, lots of my special loving, lots of walkies and ooooooooodles of human yacketying. That was my day!
We went to visit a lady who did lots of clicketyfingersing and then gave Papa lots of floppy rectangles with squiggles all over. Then we went to another place where there was more yacketying and we went into a church-like room. At both of these places, they were talking about Nanny and there were leaky eyes again.

After this we picked up Rosie and a very squawky Halliemicrohuman. Dad drove to the big human vets where Mum and Rosie got out, taking Hallie. I stayed in the car and went with Dad and Papa to get my dinner and theirs. It seems that Hallie was not well but she has been checked by the human vets and is OK now.

Dad then left me to look after Papa, while he drove back to collect Mum. While Dad was away, some humanfriends, Mik and Sue turned up to yackety-yack with Papa. This yacketying, of course, continued when Mum and Dad came back.

It was all rounded off by a very pleasant walkies around a longish block. Now.....I think it's time to warm Mum's bed up for her.....

White Wheeliebox....

Another new bed! Waddyamean, Mum, I'm not spending the night up here? I'm comfy! pleeeeeeease.....

Well, if I don't look, then I shall remain ignorant of what you say is my bed...... Nope.... I can't see the floor from here.....

It seems that our home is the white-wheeliebox that Papa attaches to the back of his car. It is in the front garden. I guess that means we are staying here with Papa and that is why bags were packed and we left Granny's.

This evening, I took Mum for a lovely long workywalkies around the streets here in this Shoreham place. That was a nice unwind and Mum enjoyed it. She says it was a trip down memory lane. I have no idea what the street names are, I just enjoyed strutting my stuff to keep Mum safe! It was great to work new territory!

Before we left Granny's, life went really weird! Two nice manhumans turned up. One of them had yummy ears and liked having them cleaned! I was very happy to oblige! Pleasantries over, they then started attacking the bathroom! They smashed everything! Even the shiny flat squares on the walls! I didn't like the mega noisy toy they were using. I hid in the dining room!

A good freerun on the golf course helped me to forget all about that scary stuff though. Then we visited Granny before the journey to Shoreham. It is nice to be with Papa, but Nanny's armchair really doesn't look right without her in it!

Photo of me asleep on the bed inside the White-wheeliebox

Awaiting Enlightenment.....

Having a sad Mummy has a certain kind of plus side; lots of cuddles and lots of looooooong walkies. Of course I want my happy Mum back but I am not complaining about this side of things.

Weird stuff is going on at Granny's though - not only bags being packed, but also everything cleared out of the bathroom and all sorts of other stuff getting moved about. I shall have to await enlightenment........

Mum Needed Me....

I got a wet head. Leaky sky? Nope. Leaky eyes again.

That was at the end of a lovely long workywalkies with Mum this evening. I worked hard for all four miles of it - I had to - Mum could see even less than usual. A couple of times people stopped to ask if she was OK. She said if was the wind making her eyes stream. I know she was fibbing!

When we got all the way to that posh Sandbanks place, Mum asked me to "Find a seat" (the glowball had disappeared from the sky so Mum really really couldn't see anything). I found a seat, Mum sat down on it, removed my harness, gave me a treat and then hugged me and made my head all soggy.

I think Mum needed that long walk. I think she needed me even more though. I dread to think how many things and people she would've bumped into if I hadn't been looking after her!

A Sad Day....

Long journeys and lots of leaky eyes. That about sums up today.

It all began when Mum's talkybone squawked this morning. That made her eyes leak. Then bags were hurriedly packed and we set off on the journey to Nanny and Papa's home in Shoreham. There we met Papa with more leaky eyes. I searched everywhere but couldn't find Nanny. It seems that is the reason for all the leaky eyes.

Rosie arrived with my humanmicrosister, Hallie: more leaky eyes - and squawky Hallie some of the time too! Mum removed a wrapper from her bum and put a new one on. I tried to help but it seems my kind of help was not appreciated, but the whole process stopped the squawking!

Now, after another journey, we are back in Granny's flat in Bournemouth and I rather think that Mum needs my loving......

Nanny