My BIG friend Randall and me having a sniff
I am learning lots at KDOT school . Our fun day last week was a hoot and Mum and Dad didn't need to take valium after all as I was so happy to see all my friends again. I only had a couple of growly moments and they weren't my fault - Honest they weren't.
My friend Randall plays by flopping down on top of me and wrestling. He is the same age as me but is a very big boy . I just love having fun with him. Last week we were on our leads playing but his Mum couldn't see what he was up to so she asked my Mum . Mum said "It's all right he just has Skip by the throat !" His Mum told him to stop it but it was really okay as I was giving as good as I got in my own way . We were just having so much fun.
Then there is my mate Brodie . He lives down the road from me and he can run at warp speed and tries to round us all up because he is a proper working kelpie. He rocks.
The catch cry in our house at the moment seems to be "What have you got in your nasty little mouth ! "
Bit harsh I reckon - it can range from experimental poo tasting to sock detection . I don't think my parents realise that I only have my mouth to test things out. I have to learn about things somehow.
For instance I heard Mum say that she was going to buy some fringed silk scarves to paint so I thought I would save her money by shredding the edge of the one she was working on . Dad must be a mind reader because he called out to her just as I was about to start this delicate and very generous operation. I still can't believe that she refused my offer - she must be made of money.
Early one morning I dug up an old bone. It had reached the ultimate stage of maturity in all respects . There I was having a good old chew when Mum decided it was walkies time. I ignored her when she came over with my lead as my bone was more important and anyway I just knew that she really wanted my bone for herself so I took off at lightning speed round and round the garden until I was just a blur - Is it a bird - is it a plane - No it's Super Skip ! Then Mum made a big mistake - she dropped the liver treat that she had been nibbling and before she knew what had happened I dropped my bone and grabbed the treat from right under her nose. Somehow I suddenly had my lead clipped on and my bone had vanished, so we went on a great long walk and had fun instead. When I came home my bone was back in my bone cemetery. Can bones fly? Ahhh I just checked in my bird book and found butcher birds. That must be them . Good job I am studying ornithology hey ?
Back later with more news.
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