Election Day

Today I helped vote in the UK general election! Well, I waited outside for my hooman pack members whilst they voted anyway.

Last Friday I ha poorly paw :( My second toe on my front left paw to be exact had a big slice in it. I had to go to the vet. I like the vet and I tried to be very brave! But sometimes I got scared and took my paw back from him oops! I had it sprayed so that it was all numb and I had to be told not to lick it incase I damaged my tongue. Then the vet snipped a bit of dead skin off the cut, and then held some kind of flame-less matchstick up to it so that it would be "quarter-ised". I also had to have some antibiotics, but now I am nearly all healed. Also, when we were all done I got to eat a nummy nummy crocodile chew - they're vegetarin you know! We think I might have cut it on some broken glass - unfortunately there is plenty of it around where I live.

The next day I was in the park with my dad and aunty Rhona practising my homework for class. I done really well, and we started out for our usual walk. After a while, this big male yellow lab appeared and started to play with me. He was a lot bigger than me, and he kept pushing me over. After 10minutes or so, I started to get annoyed with this, and Rhona realised that he didn't seem to have an owner with him in the park. He kept following me everytime we tried to walk away. I told him that I already have a boyfriend called Ted, but he didn't care. Aunty Rhona tried phoning the two numbers on his collar but nobody answered. Eventually he wandered away to play with another dog.
Later on my aunty Rhona told me that his dad had called her back, and said that he was in Largs, which is a seaside place around 2 hours away. It eventually turned out that the dog was called Alfie, and he had been left with his grandad whilst his dad was on holiday. He was in the back garden when election campaigners left the gate open, so Alfie decided to take himself for a walk. Thanks to our help, his Uncle quickly located him in the park and returned him safely to his grandad's house. Alfie's owner was very grateful to us, but aunty Rhona just said that she hoped that anyone would do the same for me.