Boris the handsomest dog and his pretty little sister Maggie: Hospital again tomorrow

Monday, February 21, 2011

Hospital again tomorrow

I think I will be in luck tomorrow, I heard Mum and Master talking and they said the weather should be OK to take me with them. Trouble is they took my comfy bed out of the back of the van on Saturday, I hope they put it back in. I have lots of room in the van because they took out all the back seats when they were getting supplies for fixing up the sunroom, I do miss the seat though. I always sneak onto Mum or Master's seat when they get out of the van and I don't think they really mind because the seat is nice and warm for them when they get back. They are good and always let me out to pee when they come back to the van for which I am extremely grateful. Problem is though, I have to sniff out a new pee spot and sometimes that takes time. A dog just can't pee anywhere you know!

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I'm a handsome fellow, aren't I?

It must be true cos my people say it all the time. My people are the Bossman and Mum. The Bossman isn't too well, something neurological thingy going on with him and he doesn't walk too well these days. He still can get around though using his walker so that means I still get to go outside with him. No long walks though like we used to have but that's OK, I run around while he sits on his walker thingy. Mum is the one who looks after me and the Bossman but she has a new love in her life too. Her knitting thingamejig. It's big and sits on a desk upstairs in the spare room and she swears at it sometimes when things don't go right but she gets really happy when they do so I guess it's a keeper. So this is my blog, hope you like it.

Sept 2015

Bossman and Mum got me a little sister, Maggie, so now Mum has been writing on my blog about her. I call her White Lightening cos that's what she's like sometimes. She is really quite sweet but can be a bit of a stinker sometimes. But, I can remember when I was just a puppy dog, I was a bit of a stinker too. Good thing Mum and Bossman rescued me from the pound when I was just 8 months old.