Pim, Memoirs of a canine raconteur: Day six

Pim, Memoirs of a canine raconteur: Day six

PIM: DAY SIX

Don’t think I’ve quite got the idea of the newspaper on the floor. I have to admit I’ve been in trouble twice today.

This morning the dragon’s husband took me into the arena where I lay in the sand and watched them jumping some horses. I think I would have loved to run round with the dragon and her horse.

I have also been sunbathing today. This afternoon she let me sleep on the step while she pottered about in the garden. I did get very hot – I think it’s true about mad dogs and Englishmen!

I still have an itchy rash on my tummy so the dragon is rubbing fuciderm ointment on it. I do love having my six-pack rubbed. Wonder what’s on the menu tomorrow…

Both Pim’s books are available directly from Tia via eBay, with all proceeds helping us rescue and support retired and abandoned greyhounds.

Cullen

Cullen

Ballyglen Mac 21.6.15

Come back in through no fault of his own.

 

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Pim, Memoirs of a canine raconteur: Day five

Pim, Memoirs of a canine raconteur: Day five

Today has been the very best day of my life! I don’t know what all the fuss is about some dry newspaper on the floor, but I like the attention.

Three different people have taken me for walks several times today. This afternoon the dragon lady (not so scary now) took me out in the car to a bar-be-que. I do like bar-be-ques! I wonder what’s on the menu tomorrow?

Thunder & Reggie

Thunder & Reggie

A few months ago we lost Reggie, his big heart had just given up and yesterday the 5th April we lost Thunder too. He had always had a dodgy back leg and he was really struggling. I cannot tell you how much i will miss him..my first Shire. The biggest, gentlest horse i have ever had the pleasure to know..

Thunder (Cumerah House Sampson) is now 15 years old. He has had problems with his back right leg most of his life. All the wear and tear is now affecting his back left leg.

He is the softest and one of the biggest gentlemen on the farm.

Reggie (Keynston Reginald) is now his best friend after we lost Seth earlier in the year.

Reggie is 22 years old. He came to Tia just over a year ago as his owner could no longer look after him…if only they could talk…he was a rescue when she got him..

They are almost identical and totally inseperable. They are available to sponsor together..

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Pim, Memoirs of a canine raconteur: Day three

Pim, Memoirs of a canine raconteur: Day three

OK, so I’m not flavour of the month. I still can’t get my head around this pee pee rule. The carpet is great because I don’t splash my legs, but the dragon lady (who did the driving) patently does not like that. I nearly cracked it last night becaue I did use the newspaper on the floor. Unfortunately I did lift my leg, so most of it went down the cupboard before it hit the paper.

I don’t think she likes my singing either, because I got the other two dogs that live here to join in, and at three this morning she came down very angry to tell us we were ALL out of tune.

Today I went out in the car on my own with the dragon lady (scary). We met Auntie Julie (not so scary) with her loopy puppy and walked for an hour in some local park/forest. I think I’m supposed to be tired and sleep through the night. I don’t think so. I’ll get the others to join me for a barking competition. Failing that, perhaps I’ll win the dragon’s approval by customising the door with my claws.

Why didn’t anyone tell me about raw chicken wings and pig’s ears!!!?? What BLISS – sometimes I think all my birthdays have come at once! I do hope chicken wings are on the menu tomorrow.

Pim, Memoirs of a canine raconteur: Day two

Pim, Memoirs of a canine raconteur: Day two

OK, so we have a few teething troubles. Is it my fault some idiot agreed to foster a kennel-trained dog, and then didn’t have the forethought to have enough floor cleaner in?! Meals and walks are great here, but the rules… Goodness knows how a boy is expected to remember them all at the same time.

Perhaps tonight instead of howling like a banshee, I’ll try crying and scratching at the door. Although, it might be a better idea to keep my head down and try to remember a few of those damn rules. At least the wind I had yesterday seems to have gone today. Wonder what’s for breakfast tomorrow?