We were out for such a long time this morning – breakfast in our favourite café (bits of sausage for me) then food shopping (tuna and sardines, hope I get a sample) for Marley. When I got a whiff that we were homeward bound I decided to take the lead. I’m very good at this and know the way. We were back in no time at all.
Having a wonderful outdoor romp at the weekend with my Irish mum then, oops, somehow there’s a big pink blob of bubblegum on my bum, complete with wrapper. She berates me, tries to get it off, fails so says she’ll sort it when we get home. Being a no nonsense kind of girl, she doesn’t google to find a non-invasive remedy*, but gets the scissors out real quick and chops a great chunk of fur from my bum.
Come today: she returns me to my mum (who is still alseep in bed) and leaves a card detailing my activities this morning – been to the park, been to the shops, been fed. Duh, I can usually play dumb and get another breakfast when my mum comes down. What a bummer!
* Apparently rubbing peanut butter or cooking oil into bubblegum or chewing gum will help get it off furry surfaces. http://www.wikihow.com/Remove-Chewing-Gum-from-a-Dog’s-Hair
Can you believe it: I’m five now. Had a wonderful day with sun, beach and swim – my favourite things.
Me at eight weeks – brought home in a cat basket!!! And now I’m five – could eat a cat basket for breakfast!