War wounds
Woohoo! I want to now be called RAMBO! (Though it will be very confusing for Mother whose favourite mouse is called Rambo) I received my first BATTLE WOUND! On my neck too! So hot. So macho. I’l.
Woohoo! I want to now be called RAMBO! (Though it will be very confusing for Mother whose favourite mouse is called Rambo) I received my first BATTLE WOUND! On my neck too! So hot. So macho. I’l.
Mother is not pleased with me. She says my adolescent craziness is driving her up the wall. This weekend I have completely regressed in the area of paying her attention in the dog run – she said.
We were at the West Coast dog run again on Saturday and Sunday and the weekend before that!! Mother’s been complaining that she’s not getting any sleep because she has to wake up super ear.
Last night we went for our usual walk but bumped into a caucasian girl (she looks about 7 years old) and her brother (who looks like he might be 5 but behaves like he’s 2). They were out looking.
So we were at the West Coast dog run today and it was very crowded with lots of dogs, and alot of small/medium sized ones. Then this German Shepherd comes in with an Indian guy and his lady friend unm.
Wowee! I’ve just added a new treat to my TOP 10 FAVOURITES list! STEAMED CHICKEN! Mother wanted a healthy alternative to the other high value treats and decided to go cheap and picked up some ra.
We had another Sheltie gathering yesterday morning! At Bishan Dog Run. Not many turned up – just Cuddles, babies Reyla and Ruthie, Buddy, Prince, Meteor and Shadow the Border Collie. I had gr.
I am now officially a MAN. Ok, maybe not. I mean MALE DOG. My balls have decided to show themselves much to my perverted Mother’s delight! They are dangling there for show now. Phew! Had me worr.