Stay little Valentine,stay

What a week it’s been! First of all Eric and Pat came over last Sunday, so I had a lovely day. I spent quite a while trying to jump all over Eric as usual, but he doesn’t seem to mind. And I really enjoy it. After all, how else am I supposed to show him how much I like him?

Then I’ve been back out on almost proper walks again all week. So I’ve been to Upton, over the Heath and to the Delph. It’s been wet and muddy but it’s been great to be out and about again. It does make my leg ache at times though, which isn’t so good.

We were supposed to be going to the vet who operated on my leg for a check-up on Tuesday, but Mum put it off as the weather was so bad. She said it was a good job she had as the road she had to take was closed that day cos it was flooded. So I’m going on Monday after all. I’m not really looking forward to it as I have to have another anaesthetic and I don’t like that. But I get the feeling that there’s no way I’m going to get out of it this time.

On Wednesday Mum and I went out for a night-time walk and she took me round to where I used to go for my training classes. There were lots of dogs waiting outside so we went and said Hello to them, and then waited around until they went in. And then Mum took me in too, to say Hello to my trainer Jo. It was really good to see her, cos I haven’t seen her for ages and ages. She couldn’t get over how big I am now.

Then on Thursday on my walk we met my old friend Bailie, who is a spaniel-collie cross. Bailie is a couple of months younger than me, and we used to play a lot whenever we met, and run around and get all nice and muddy and things. Mum let me play with Bailie for quite a while, although she didn’t let me off the lead – she says I’m still not allowed. It was really good as I hadn’t seen Bailie since last summer where I’ve not been allowed to walk over the Heath.

On Friday instead of going for an afternoon walk Mum and Dad took me back to the RSPCA shelter that they got me from. It was really nice to see all the people up there, and I could hear all the dogs and got excited. Dad took me for a short walk while Mum stayed behind, and then they introduced me to a lovely Springer Spaniel called Patch. He’s only 6 months old and he needs teaching some manners, but we had a nice play together for quite a while. I was worn out when I got home and slept all evening.

And today we went back to see him again! This time we were allowed to go and play in the big runs and we chased round and had a good old rough and tumble. Then we went out in the woods for a walk. Patch doesn’t walk very well on a lead and kept getting told off cos he was pulling so much all the time. Dad said I was walking really nicely and setting a good example. Mum took some photos in the woods. This is Patch…



And here’s some photos of me and Dad and Patch…







The only problem was, as I said, Patch hasn’t got any manners, and he kept trying to climb on top of me. I wasn’t very impressed and told him off in no uncertain terms. Mum says its cos he’s only just had his operation to stop him having puppies, and she doesn’t think anyone has ever told him that he mustn’t do that. After all, they haven’t taught him how to walk on a lead!

I think we are going back to see Patch again tomorrow. Mum has asked me if I would like him to come and live with us. I think I would, just so long as he gives me some peace and quiet once in a while. He has so much energy! But it’s nice having a dog to play with and to go for walks with. Mum also says if she adopts him she will try and change his name. She doesn’t think Patch suits him, and wants to call him Max. I agree, that’s much better.

But now I’ve got to go and get some sleep. I’m worn out again. And my leg hurts as I was allowed of the lead to play with Patch, and we ran around a lot.