Park Life

Here is a photo of me sleeping on my auntie's bed the other night. I am much bigger now than when I was a puppy, because I ate all of my vegetables. And meat. And noodles. And stolen biscuits. And leftover pizza. Even a sock or two.

Speaking of people food, yesterday I got to have cooked herring covered in oats with my kibble instead of my usual tinned dog food. It was soooo nommy.

After my special dinner I went for my usual nightime walk before bed. I was sniffing about off my leash at the opposite side of the park from my grandad and aunty, when a car came up the path in between us. I don't know very much about cars, except that they take me to places for long walks and to the vet where I get crocodiles as a treat. So I thought I would just wander in front of it, you know, see what was happening. My aunty Rhona made a funny noise and her face when like this :O. At the same time the car stopped and I got a big fright and ran round the back of it to get to her.

She said the taxi driver was going to come and shout at us all, so I had to go on the leash to bravely lead her out of danger.

A wee while later, when I was free again, I spent some time sniffing a couple of blades of glass and flowers that I hadn't ever smelled before. Or maybe I had, but I thought it best to sniff them again, just to make sure. My grandad said I was being very lackadasical that night. That means I don't have any daisys, because I like daffodils better.

This morning in the park I found a bone. I like bones. Especially this one, it was all stinky and dirty. Me and my owners had such a great time chasing each other round the daffodils with it. Except they kept trying to take it off me. Don't know why - hooman's are weird!