June 2022

As you can see, I've had a haircut. Gone are the massive beard and moustache, thanks to Michelle at the Pawz&Co Groom Room. I now look and feel like a girl puppy again.

My duo of owners rewarded me with a new bed, which I initially treated with suspicion. It didn't have any dog treats hidden under its cushion any of the times I removed it. 

Where are the treats?

Molly, the paternal Grand Mum's pooch, always has lots of nibbles inside her bed. I should know. I confiscate them.   

Eventually, I realised it wasn't a faulty food dispenser. I was supposed to lie in it. I still prefer the couch, though.

I've been thinking about my future. I've decided that when I grow up, I want to become a sock rescuer. I've been practising on the ones inside shoes, on the clothes' horse and even once from the washing machine. So far I've only managed single socks but I hope to progress to pairs. 

I've also been doing my bit for the environment by ridding the world of plastic. So far I've chewed holes in three plastic bags: one holding the paternal Grand Mum's bed covers (they were due to go to the dry cleaners); another containing a pile of shredded paper in the Man's room (he wasn't amused as the paper spilt everywhere) and a third which held his friend's Magic cards. I knew better than to chew the cards. They were so old they would have given my stomach mana burn. 

I made a new pal at Paw&Co too. The staff think we're in love but we're only playing up for the camera.

I've not been anywhere fancy this month but here are my best piccies.

Pre-haircut:

Post-haircut:

The Woman (as seen above) has left her job as a teacher now. She's going to join me as a lady of leisure. I hope we go on lots of adventures after she's finished watching Wimbledon.