Time I think for an update on Spud the puppy.
He’s had all his inoculations and has been micro chipped, and gained one and a half kilos in two weeks (he likes his food, a lot; which is a bit of a surprise to us as our two previous border collies were indifferent about food, unless with Moss you tried to take it from her, or it was the compost heap, which she considered to be hers and would guard with ferocity, just one of the many problems we faced.) Spud will be going out for walks in the big wide world any day now. Apart from the rather distasteful habit of carrying slugs around in his mouth and snacking on chicken poo, he is a bit of a sweetie.
He’s been pottering around on the trampoline since he was the smallest of pups, before he came here even.
Not that Tom and Joe would risk falling on him,
they just mess about till they become weary of Spud’s obsession with toes.
Spud spent a gratfying time this morning barking at feather on the kitchen floor, he barked at it, it moved (blown around by doggy breath) result, repeat till exhausted, sleep; it’s a dogs life.