Mother and Father are back! After leaving me to fend the wild (ok, maybe not so wild) by meself for 12 days, they have finally come home! They went off to the UK and to some places in Scotland and England.

Mother said they visited a lovely couple with FOUR SHELTIES! Hmpf. I feel betrayed. Mother gushed about this handsome male called Quito and how Bouba’s so focussed and how Lizzie has got a herding streak and how Luna’s so sweet. HMPF. I think she didn’t miss me at all! She spent some hours with the Fleurdemai shelties playing with them and patting them, while I sit pining away, waiting for them, jumping up and running out at every little sound outside. HMPF. I’ll show her! I’ll ignore her today!

Mother said also that they drove around the countryside alot. This might explain why all the toys she brought back were livestock. She got me a rubber pig that oinks, a lamb fleece pull toy and a squawking fowl (Mother says alot of this end up as road kill) amongst others. She said she thought pets kingdom at Harrod’s rocked! And that there were soooo many things there! She wanted to buy more stuff but Father said there was no more space in the luggage. Bah. Bring bigger bags, people!

When Mother came home and I was chewing and licking her hands, I almost cracked my teeth on a rock. She’s now got this sparkly bling thing on her hand. Mother very excited told me that Father “proposed”. I don’t know what he “proposed” tho’, coz she didn’t say anything after that. Weird. *shrugs*