Might be the last post for a while

Not sure if I'll get chance to post again before the dreaded stay at the kennels.  Unlike the baby in the TV commercials I don't have my own laptop that I can take with me so please don't forget about me everyone and be back online as soon as I can.

She went and did it!

I heard Mum make the call and I am booked into the kennels again.  Huh!, they may as well just leave me there all the time I spend there. Five nights this time, five I tell you! but Mum said they may be back in time Monday to pick me up so then it will only be four.  She checked out the weather forecast for when they're gone and it should be nice so at least I get to go out in their yard and sunbathe.  Mum doesn't know about that bit...ha ha.  There's a nice sunny spot where I can lie and soak up the sun but I'll keep that little snippet to myself so I can do the martyr thing and maybe get a few extra treats.  Crafty old thing, aren't I?

Getting beyond a joke!

Mum and the Bossman are going on a trip and we all know what that means don't we?  Yep, you guessed it, I have to go to the kennels again!  And to make matters worse, it may be for five nights. I mean, that's a little too much don't you think? At this rate I will forget where I live. They're going to go to the Nascar track with my human brothers which will be great for them and the Bossman and Mum but what about me.....why can't I go? After all, I'm the one who is always by the Bossman's side, I'm the one who lies by the side of the bed when he has a nap (and he has a lot of those!), I'm the one who helps him when he's doing things, I'm the one who guards the house, don't I deserve a trip?

Mum says they don't let dogs into the racetrack, that doesn't seem fair to me, what have they got against us poor dogs eh?

Think next time Nascar is on the TV I'll boycott it and not watch.....see how they like that!

There's a week to go before they go though so everything will be just fine and dandy for now.

 

What on earth is a bucket list????

The bossman has been talking about a bucket list.  I have no idea what it means but I am pretty sure it will mean I have to go to the kennels again!!! I heard the dreaded word mentioned yesterday when they were talking about going to see a Nascar race.  I don't know why they can't just stay home and watch it on the TV like they usually do.  I mean, they get to see it on a bigscreen TV, sit in comforatble chairs, have a nap if they want and the bathroom is really close and it doesn't matter what the weather is like.  What more do they want????

Sometimes I just don't understand humans!

Yeah I'm home!

I'm home now but was not impressed when the two days at the kennels turned into three.  My people decided to take me a day early, that would be Wednesday afternoon, so they could set off early Thursday.  Mum said it was logical as she had to go into town that day anyway and if they dropped me off Thursday morning it would add an extra half hour on their journey cos the vet's place is in the opposite direction as the hospital. Humph! it didn't seem logical to me. I didn't even get chance to blog before she took me and I wanted to post my 'This is my very disgruntled look' photo which Mum took after she told me I was going that afternoon.  I refused point blank to look at the camera and smile!

I've forgiven her now though, I was so happy to see her when she came to pick me up this morning and I'm back home with my favorite people.

Now it's going to be two nights!

Yes, you read right, two nights at the stinking kennels because the Bossman's Friday appointment at the hospital place isn't until late in the afternoon and by the time they drive home the vets will be closed.  That means I have to stay until they pick me up on Saturday!  Sure hope they don't sleep in late.

Oh! Mum just told me of for being profane but I told her that 'stinking' was actually an accurate description of the kennels as they cleaned it with stinky antiseptic stuff.

Phew! got away with that one didn't I?

Excuse me!

I was just catching up with Mum's blog and I see dreaded 'k' word came up, you know kennel! The nerve of it, again!  Why me, why do I have to go to the kennel? Sure isn't fun being a dog sometimes. It said only one night, but that's one night too many. At least I don't need shots this time unless my allergies flare up again.  Better not complain when Mum doctors my tummy cos it does get better when she does it and then the vet won't think I need a shot. Bring on the cold spray stuff and ointment  Mum!

I knew it, I just knew it.

I thought blogging about it would jinx things and it did.  My Mum just did it to me, the cold spray and nasty tasting ointment thing! Well I hope she's pleased with herself and I didn't even get a treat. Huh!  Hey wait a minute, when I blogged about the treatment thing it happened so maybe, just maybe I will get a treat now too. If I do I might just forgive Mum......till next time!

Oh NO, she's going to do it!

Mum keeps talking about working on my tummy but I just keep out of the way and hopes she forgets but the Bossman said today that I really was stinky and Mum said she would deal with it for sure today.  Oh no, it means I have to lie down and she sprays me with some antiseptic spray which is very cold I might add.  Then she rubs cream all over the red bits on my belly and it tastes yukky so I can't lick it.  I think they think that is a good thing but what do they know, they're not a dog.  A dog is supposed to lick himself! Running off now to lie at the top of the stairs and hope she forgets again but somehow I don't think she will! Double Humph!