My loony sister Bella loves the snow, meanwhile I'm staying in the warmth
Bella had my favourite antler .. my cunning plan worked in the end
Met my baby cousin lilly today. Poppy remembered me and I managed to scrounge some bacon from auntie gill
My sister Bella is a nutter.
Playing with the hose is too close to a bath for my liking
They are cleaning out bellas paddling pool...
So I am feeling much better after 3 days of antibiotics 😀
Mylos Christmas Message 2020
Mylos Christmas Message 2020
If I was a potty mouthed dog then this would be quite easy to write… it would rhyme with “clucking Bell”.
I think its fair to say that 2020 has been an annus horribilis (as the queen once said). In more ways than one as well. First off there was all this Covid stuff which if nothing else you would hope people will now lay off the eating of half cooked bats that live in a cave system that is of particular interest to virologists. All those facebook memes about “Could you survive in this deserted log cabin for 6 months without wifi?” questions have kind of been answered and the answer is “no”. Even dad, whose general desire for human contact is on a par with big foots has been suffering. He didn’t get to play “Vikings” this year which has also made him grumpier than usual too. Mum now hates students, people who you would think would be of above average intelligence given that they are at University. Apparently, this isn’t the case and if I were a betting dog then the next part cooked critter to get eaten will probably be by someone doing a PhD.
You humans have got your own “cone of shame” now in the form of face masks and it seems that some of you enjoy wearing them about as much as we dogs enjoy our version. This tier thing ate into Bella an my snausage stealing quota something horrible. No BBQs this year and only 1 small get together where we could practise our “we don’t get fed, please give us some of that bratwurst” looks. We still haz the skillz tbh but if we don’t get to use them next year then we will be miffed.
It was an anus horribilis in another way too (notice the different spelling there? Eh eh?). I had itchybumitus a bit this year which turns out I could be a wolf -still waiting on the results of the tests Uncie Rob did to see if I have Lupus. That series of visits to the vets cost about as much in roast chickens as it did in vets fees. Other than that though Bella and I are doing well.
"Well you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a woman's man, no time to talk"