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The Spaniel Diaries
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hat a busy and exciting summer we have had so far! The weather has been quite kind to us so far and has been warm enough for beach runs but not overly hot. Mum is delighted with this as it’s so much more comfortable for her and us! We have also been trying doggy ice cream; it’s really yummy and such a nice treat to cool down with on a summer’s day. I’m not allowed much though as mum doesn’t want me to get fat, although that doesn’t stop her snaffling an ice cream! Mum also thought she would treat us to a bath and haircut, I was not impressed. I hate having a bath at the best of times but at our groomer auntie’s place it goes on for ages – we are shampooed and conditioned and end up smelling like a floral bouquet, not exactly rufty, tufty spaniel like is it? I suppose we are lucky enough not to have bows put in our hair, although don’t give mum any silly ideas! We are also training hard for a test, even me…yep, mum has a grand idea that BOTH of us are to be entered, mum has been quite strict about me doing as I’m told as apparently I am becoming a hooligan – the cheek of it! I just have a mind of my own and I’m in my bubble most of the time so I really don’t see what the issue is. I like to be left alone to do my sniffing in peace but mum insists that I come back straight away as soon as she whistles me and not saunter back in my own time. She knows I’m not deaf as I come running from wherever I am in the house or garden when I hear the fridge door open. She’s now muttering about inventing
a dog whistle that replicates that sound – I really hope she doesn’t! We have also been subjected to a good doggy dental. Mum noticed some tartar on my teeth and soon enough some toothpaste and a brush turned up, what a palaver! It was most undignified as I was made to sit still while having some yucky toothpaste – doggy beef flavour applied to my gnashers and brushed on. Mum said it was my fault in part because if I actually chewed my antlers and bones instead of burying them in the garden she wouldn’t need to subject me to this. The idiot that is Mav looked on in amusement; he didn’t need brushing as apparently he is good and chews on his antlers, and bones and lumps of wood and in fact anything he can because he has no sense of taste or decorum. We both got a dental stick, Mav ate his. Me? I buried it in the garden much to mum’s frustration so it looks like brushing my teeth is going to be a regular thing doesn’t it! We have also been treated to new spangly cool mats. Mav likes his but again I prefer to frustrate mum by dragging it into the garden then coming back inside to lie on the cool kitchen floor! Honestly, mum could have bought me more treats with the money she wasted on that thing! So I’m being called ready to go and practise more of my hunting skills, such fun looking for things in the long grass and hedgerows, and after that a nice walk awaits. So, until next time – enjoy these summer evenings! Jeannette Douglas
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