Saw Remi at the patch this evening. She ran right up to me and I ran and ran with her. We didn’t play too rough because of my leg… but I ran and ran with her. It felt great. I’ve been very frustrated in the house. I know my male parent felt guilty about me running but I made him feel worse and he let me do it. Humans are very easy to man-ipulate.
Remi had had an operation a couple of weeks ago something called “shovelled” or was it “spaded”? Anyway she looked very well now and liked running with me.
Have a date next week with Remi: we’re going to the Heath. I hope Suzie won’t get all funny about this.
Last night we went to the patch for a spot of empty-ing before bed time and we said hello to an old dog chum. While we did this this big dog came running up to me and my male parent. The dog didn’t have a lead and looked quite aggressive so I growled at him. I’d never growled at another dog before and it came out a little high pitched (next time I’ll clear my throat first) but it did the trick. The big dog ran off, thankfully, he was three or four times my size. Who’s the DOG! Who’s the DOG? Me. I don’t like the idea of being a guard dog because of the long hours, the boredom and tiny TV sets, but when called upon I am a real dog! Felt quite proud of myself and my parent was very happy with me. Might try for a bone. Who’s the daddy?
Haven’t been feeling too well recently. The humans have taken a bit long to notice. I’ve been limping and they spend many days wondering which leg it is. All this talk of Staffies being indestructable isn’t true. My leg hurts and I had been licking it but it hasn’t got better.
So they took me to that nice vets in Hampstead and at last someone understood (new vet, she was very nice). I’ve got to bed rest for 3 days and then only walk on lead for the next seven days. I’ve even got medication.
Unfortunately this means I won’t be able to see Suzie.
Saw this very intelligent chap on the TV. Unfortunately the humans just used him for comic effect. What he had to say was very moving and well thought out. But the humans just kept telling him to “shut it!”. He had a fantastic idea about world peace but it was wasted on the humans.
One day they will give a dog a proper platform to express their canine sensibilities.
Feel, dark, very dark, it is only 4pm and it is dark. I am black and I am at one with this darkness. Feel a bit down today and found this photo I took earlier in the year. At first I though someone had dropped some flowers but then I realised the tree had been planted for someone.
If you are following my blog you will notice that this post is posted in the future and re-calls the past. I am in my pretentious late 1980s phase (saw Blade Runner last night) and it made me think about mortality, a time to live and a time to die etc. But it is almost 7pm now and I want to go home, so mortality can wait until after supper.
Some people might think that my music is all over the place and that I have the attention span of a gnat… er, what was I saying, oh yes, that some people might think that my music is all over the place and that I have the attention span of a gnat. It is not entirely true. But I’m just a bit eclectic which is almost spelled like electric but eclectic is a word that has collected one more letter.