Pippa here with some more excerpts from
the Rat’s Snowy’s Diaries, in which I feature, so that is A Good Thing.
But first some PippaNews. Misery has ordered our Christmas presents. The other day we were out for a walk, I was showing Snowy how to behave of course, and Misery was just cleaning up after him in a car park. Master was holding Snowy while she trotted off to a rubbish bin.
Then when he gave the lead back to her – she was left holding a lead with no Snowy at the end of it! The D ring where the lead was attached had just come apart, it wasn’t welded together.
Silly Snowy thought this was ace fun and charged around the place. I wanted to play too. Misery quickly walked in the opposite direction and told Master and I to follow so that Snowy didn’t go on the road. Have to say Misery thought rather quickly there while Master was in shell-shock mode.
Misery’s friend Vicky sent her a link to a dog website that produces strong harnesses. After some emails – because Misery had to explain that although Snowy is small he is very strong – and a ‘phone call, the company despatched the parcel the same day. What good service. And because Rat is getting one, I get one too, plus we both get matching new leads. I will report back when they arrive, but we are excitedly waiting for them.
Here is a pic of me from the weekend at the finca. On my own of course.
And now, here are Snowy’s scribbles. I mean writings.
Snowy’s Diary – 4 – Training
Her training is coming along well. Last night I slept in the bedroom with her. When she woke up at 3 or 4am she knew immediately to take me outside. I was rather sleepy but being a good clean dog, I quickly did what was required and back we went to sleep.
Although I have my own little den with toys and a comfy towel I do like to sleep on the rug in the bedroom. Above me is a stool, and behind me is a wall and a wardrobe so I am nice and safe. The stool is master’s bedside table. He was working on a job and the Moroccan owner didn’t want his stools any more so he asked master if he wanted some. He took half a dozen.
This morning LW didn’t want to get up. LW stands for Lazy Woman as well as Limping Woman. But when she woke up her first thought was ‘I must take Snowy out’. See, I told you I was getting her trained.
After I have been outside I have breakfast – a few tasty croquette biscuits. They are nice. When I have had enough, I leave the rest. I am not greedy.
Then I lie on my kitchen rug and play with
her toes my toys. I have a lot of toys. I have a couple of corks from cava and cider bottles. Master made me a tug toy from climbing rope. I have bits of cane from the garden and sometimes I bring in leaves from plants, like aloe vera, and I chew those. LW also gave me the insides from kitchen towel. These are very good fun. I can play tugs with LW with them but mostly I worry them and rip them apart.
Toys don’t need to be expensive. They just need to be appropriate for puppies. LW is the best toy but she doesn’t seem too keen on being chewed.
I was busy pulling her long fur the other day and managed to pull out a bit of metal that she had got stuck in her ear. I took it back to my rug under the stool for safe-keeping so she wouldn’t get it stuck again, but this morning she found it – and – would you believe it? She stuck it right back in her ear. Oh well, I tried.
13 September 2013
Snowy’s Diary – 5 – Excitement
The other day Limping Woman was in a cleaning frenzy. Something about Nice Man and Big Furry Dog turning up the next day, maybe even that evening, but she thought NM was probably asleep in the chair in Gibflat.
Suddenly there was a huge rumbling noise and LW ran outside. The neighbours yelled out. Total chaos because of the big rumbly noise.
A strange thing with scaffolding pulled up outside my terrace. [Pippadog: this is called a roofrack, Snowy, not scaffolding.] I hope to climb up there when I am bigger, or maybe even now. I like to climb.
LW screamed with delight when she saw BFD. NM said ‘Hola, buenas tardes,’ to the neighbours and then ‘Hiya mate,’ to LW. She was more interested in BFD.
I remembered BFD and his lovely long furry tail. We played and played and played. I was so excited that I vomited my previous meal. No more food for me that day
We all sat and played outside until it was very late. Then BFD went to sleep in his usual spot under our table and I went to sleep in the bedroom on my rug under our stool. It is such a nice safe spot. As always LW woke up to take me out during the night.
It was my best day yet. It was much more fun playing with BFD than with LW.