It's going to be a coney Christmas...

Hello folks!

I'm really sorry but our internet's still acting the goat, so I haven't had one woofy chance to blog!

I've been having some fun though,

Chasing my ball,

Being scared of new sheltie friends,

Pretending to look happy,

Taking nice photos...

And I hope you've all been having a super time too, because sadly, I have absolutely no clue what's going on in Blogville.
And it's really upsetting me. Whine.


However,
The other week,
Hmm, maybe the other fortnight ago,
Okay, maybe the other month,
I had a wee trippie to the vet, for a wee check up, as you do.

So, the time has come for me to have some operation which will stop me bleeding once a year!
Hoorah!

BUT, they have to put me under Anna-the-tic.

Now, why must they have me under Anna-the-tic? I know what tics are, they're horrible little beasties that live in the hills and give you Lyme's disease.
And I don't want Lyme's disease!

So, I'm quite anxious about this.
Obviously, Anna's a girl, so I'm hoping she's going to be nice to me, but what if she's not your average tiny little insect, what if she's some great monster of a thing?

Also, I'm quite nervous about going into a theatre.
I walk past His Majesty's every single day, but I've never been in.
What if this Opera's really noisy?
And obviously, if I'm underneath Anna-the-tic, it could be a bit too cosy.

Plus, it won't be a quickie, after the operation, they have to take out four in-grown eyelashes with a laser!

This isn't that bad, because it means I won't be crying all the time, but I've seen lasers in films and they look nasty.
Remember when James Bond was nearly sliced up the middle by a laser, but he somehow escaped?
Well, what if the worse comes to the worst and I have to do that too? And it won't be easy with that tic on top of me.

Then, after all that trouble, they're sticking a cone around my head.
And the operation is 2 weeks before Christmas, so it'll be a coney Christmas for me.
At least I can put tinsel around it though.

To end on a happier note, I thought I'd show you some pictures of me licking my nose!

Hope you have a super weekend,
Cheerio,
Pippa :) wuf wuf

P.S. My question for you - Have YOU ever had to go under Anna-the-tic?

Sing-a-long with Pippa: Woofing in the rain

Hello folks!

I'm so sorry, but I've been pretty busy lately, so I haven't had a chance to blog.
(what can a dog be busy with?!)

I hope everydoggy is good and have been having some lovely weather, because it's been raining a bit here, as the title suggests!

So, what do you do when it's raining?

Well, you go out for a walk of course, woof!

Sing along everydoggy...

I'm woofing in the rain,

(getting wet!),

Just wooooofing in the rain!

(Really wet!)

What a glorious feeling,

I'm (woof) haaappy again!

I'm wagging my tail,

and chasing my ball,

and woofing,

just woofing,

IN

THE

RAIN!

And alsooooo,

Two years ago yesterday, I came to live with my old peoples!

Oh, I still remember all the fun in the car, how I pooped and it smelt of lamb curry, how I cried all the way... such fun...

Anyway, later that day, I met young Grace and Eve for the first time and it was awfully exciting.

Look at that taily wagging!

My first "bed"

One more thing,

We're having really bad wifi problems, so please forgive me if I don't comment on your blog today or tomorrow or the day after because the internet-thingie-m'bob just keeps braking down!

So, to make things fair, you're not getting to comment on this post, because it'll only make me feel bad.

Have a super week,
Cheerio,
Pippa :) wuf wuf