This episode contains scenes of an Adult Nature.
Howdie doody doggies. And a hammie. Don't you find life is sometimes a little hum drum? Not complaining. Love my life. But same old routine. Day after Day. Night after Night. Sometimes I wish for a little more excitement that's all. Here's my normal routine. Bet yours is pretty much the same. Apart from the kittie baiting and give or take a pee or two.
Frenzied morning kissies with the 2 leggededs. Excited jumping. Fetching lead. Walkies. Sniffing. Peeing. Playing. Socialising. More playing. Peeing. Sniffing. Woopsies. Peeing. Grooming. Breakfast. Chasing Kittie Brother. Playing. Office security guarding. Barking at visitors. Snoozing. Barking.The Lunch time Beg. Dog, sometimes even that's boring. Go through the begging motions because it's expected. Can't let the 2 leggededs down. And you never know it might work. Then a quick foxtrot round the block if I'm lucky. Office security guarding. Afternoon snackie. Playing. Kittie chasing. Barking. Snoozing. Kittie harassing. Fidgeting. Bored Barking. Serious Barking. Ballistic Barking. Jumping. Greeting Daddi Square. Fetching lead. Evening walkies. Sniffing. Peeing. Playing. Greeting pals. Socialising. More playing. Kissies pals bye-bye. Sniffing.Woopsies. Peeing. Dinner Time. Kittie wrestling. Kissies and cuddling with Momi. Snoozing. Barking. Peeing. Howling at the moon. Night snackie in my crate. Prayers. Kissies. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Apawlogies. Boring reading it too. So any change in routine is Big News. Big Excitements. Specially when I go to stay with Cousin Ruby. Went last weekend. Packed my crate and off we zoomed in the zoomer to Ruby's. Here she is. The big golden girl.
This is Ruby's story. Only 10 months old, down and out and in a dog shelter in Ireland. Now in Ireland a dog gets Youth in your Eyes every 5 minutes every day, except Sunday, 87% of those in shelter are Youth in your Eyes compared to 14% in the UK. Isn't that too terrier-ble? There are wooferfull 2 leggededs devoted to bringing shelter dogs from Ireland to the UK. Use their own money and rehome them until however long it takes for permanent homes to be found for them. Ruby was lucky enough to be one of these saved ones. Back in the UK my Auntie and Uncle gave her a permanent home. Yep, my cousin Ruby. The best dog a 2leggeded could have. And the best cousin a dog could have too.
We spent the day together. Got to say, she's a bit of a laddie this lassie. Up to no good. Leads me astray. Gets me into endless fixes.
Like when she finds the only puddle for miles and miles around. Then Dares Me. Too scared of her not to do it. She's big. Usually avoid puddles at all costs. Me all muddy. Loitering on the edge of the puddle. Gazing at Ruby in admiration!
Later that afternoon (after extensive bathing) my turn to think of a dare for Ruby. Pondered. Then I had it. A bolt of lightening. Strike of thunder. My Eureka moment!!! Casually woofed it to Ruby. As if no big deal. Didn't want her yapping to the 2 leggededs. Could get us into serious trouble. She was up for it, could hardly wait. Boy,oh boy. A sure dog way to brighten the end of our day.
Late evening our big moment arrived. We put our plan into action. Ignored gasps of surprise! And gasps of horror! Crashing of dropped glasses! Looks of utter amazement from the 2 leggededs! Rubes and me ignored the Paparazzi clicking away like crazy now at our every move. We just did it. Got on with it.
BED HOPPING!!! Ha,ha,ha!!!
Me. Nice and cosy. Plenty of room. Ruby. Squished. Squashed into my crate. Don't know how she managed to fit in. Tee,he!!! That Ruby. Got to paw it to her. She's a Game Girl. Always up for Game.
Next week;- More shocking tales of a scandalous and explicit nature in Pets in the City. On a computer near you.
I'm wig wagging excited as I have 2 more awards!! Woopeee Dooo!! Big thanks to the lovely Asta and my pal Chef this pawsome award.
And to chums Dewey, Asta Marie and Toby for this amazing award.
I'm woofing my thanks to you all. Woof.