Mother left me by my lonesome again this weekend. Ok I wasn’t completely along since there were some 4 other people in the house, but it felt pretty boring without Mother around! When she got back on Sunday night she said she’d take me to the Animal Resort on Monday! Whee! I’ve wanted to go there FOREVER! But you know, I must be the most unlucky dog because Monday was nothing but rain rain rain. Mother was mad. She shook her fist at the sky and said some words I didn’t understand that sounded like ‘duck’.

As a consolation, I was given A RAW LAMB SHANK that Mother had bought from the butchers! Mother pinched her nose with one hand and with the other carried the big juicy meaty bone to the dining room and dropped it on the floor. She kept complaining that it smells gross (Mother’s mum said the house smelt like Tekka market) but it was divine to me! I had so much fun chewing and tearing at the flesh and gnawing at the bone! I hope Mother gives me another one! It can rain all week for all I care! So long as I get a raw flesh covered bone!

I’ve been playing with this toy that’s like a rubber ball with 2 flat sides that you squeeze these food/treat discs into. It bounces around and drives me utterly MAD. I keep yelling at the thing to stop moving and to release the discs but nothing happens! It’s called the Everlasting Treat Ball (how apt) by StarMark pet products. Mother loves it because it keeps me occupied while she gets ready for work. I don’t understand why she needs to spend so much time on her makeup and hair. I mean, look at me! I look great and I spend only 15 minutes a day on grooming!

Oh yea. Dear ol’ Mother, impulsive online shopper that she is, has bought stuff which she now wants to sell because (she claims) I’m too fat and can’t fit into them. I think she’s just bitter that she got the sizing wrong. I’m not fat! I’m big boned! I’ll get more information and put it up soon!