Puddles and Jumping Dads

Woooofffffffffff Everyone

Well, I’m feel soooo much better now, Mr Jones said I’m almost there now (I don’t know where ‘there is’) I’ve got to come off my sweeties slowly but I can tell you one thing I am starving all the time! I’ve even been helping Olga with her breakfast and tea J

I’ve been able to take Dad out for a run every day as well, but I don’t keep him out long, it’s really cold in the mornings and it’s been raining loads so My Field is like one big puddle.

Last weekend I took Mum and Dad down for a run and Olga was jumping in all the water, and then she said “Dad I bet you cannot jump as far as meeee” – Of course Dad being Dad won’t back down on anything so had a go… Yup Dad is a rubbish jumper!!! Hahaha, I just watched him – shook my head and walked away – deary me the shame hahaha.

The other day I heard Mum saying something that made me stop in my tracks, I heard Dad telling her that Mr Jones said I was almost better and that I should go back on my normal food, so basically no more treats! I was so upset I went and sat next to Mum and gave her my poorly puppy face, she asked what was wrong with me and I just sighed and looked sad. She asked Dad why I was looking so sad and he said he might not be feeling completely better yet, Mum said I know what will make him happy – Mcflurry!!!!! I really had to stop myself from jumping round the room because I would have given the game away, heheheheh I love my ice cream.

Oh yes on the subject of ice-cream, as you know Mum has been out getting me some lovely big tubs of the stuff, and everyone knows its mine, or so I thought! I came in the other day and Dad was sat there with a massive bowl of my ice-cream, I just sat and stared at him and he didn’t even offer me any! THEN the day after Little John came round to watch the little men in the box in the corner, and he tucked into a massive bowl as well!! He got the evils as well!!

Mr Jones is very happy with me and he said I am almost back to my old self, I can tell you I was really poorly, and I just wanted to sleep all the time, Mr Jones wants to see me again next week for another cuddle, and then again a few weeks after when he is going to pull my fur out again to test that red stuff in my leg.

Anyway I better get off, I’m sure Mum is bringing me some more ice cream back. J

Lots of love

Louis and Olga xxxxx