Floyd and I like to chew on sticks and leaves and other things we find in the garden. Sometimes we also like to bring these things into the house to chew on, you know, in the comfort of the lounge room.
Seems like the humans didn’t really appreciate it very much; they seemed to think we were making a mess!! Can you image? I thought of it more like returning the house to nature, but they weren’t convinced...
What do you think? I really don’t see the issue!
But she decided she’d had enough of the daily sweeping, mopping and vacuuming and as a result Floyd and I have been BANISHED!
That’s right, when they have to go out, to work or where ever they go Floyd and I get turfed outside and the doggie-door gets locked!
To be quite honest, I don’t mind it too much, I love a good run and dig around in the garden and, being a Scottie I don’t really notice the colder weather. But Floyd on the other hand, you’d think his throat had been cut or something!! He misses his bestest of buddies (even more bestest than me) the heater.
On an unrelated and much happier note, last week we got to meet our uncle Fergus. He lives with my human’s parent. He’s a 9 year old black/brindle Scottie.
It went fairly well, the human’s weren’t sure how Fergus would react, being an older dog around us hyperactive puppies. Floyd was a bit of a scaredy dog when Fergus first arrived, but eventually everyone calmed down and we had a bit of a romp in the garden.
Anyway, I have to be off now. I have my first appointment with the dog groomer, tata!