Someone said “A picture’s worth a million words”, I have 11 pictures, you do math and tell me how much.

Sorry for not updating my blog for a long time. I was not quite myself these 2 weeks. Mummy and daddy took me to see the vet on February 3rd, 2006 and left me there for about 6 hours. When I woke up I was a bit confused. I did not know why I was there. After that mummy and daddy did not let me play with my Frisbee for a week. I had to be on the leash all the time. I did not like it at all. I tried to pull when I was on the leash because I wanted to run so I hurt mummy’s arms and shoulders. Mummy and daddy decided to use the evil Halti with me again. I totally hate it but do I look like I have a choice? That week was such a nightmare, I could not run, I could not play with my beloved Frisbee and I had to wear the Halti. I am glad it last only a week because I was so frustrated. Now I can run off the leash and play with the Frisbee but mummy still put the Halti on me from time to time.

This morning I met Mitch and his mummy again. Mitch is a 4 year old black male Labrador. He is very friendly to me. We played a lot. I overheard Mitch’s mummy said he is now on diet. Mitch was the one who showed me how to get in to the river. Mummy tried to keep me away from the river but she could not today. So I tried to get as muddy and dirty as I could. When we came home mummy had to wash me with 4 buckets of water. I was so tired. It’s time to sleep ngap..ngap..ngap…Zzzzzz