Hello, Pippin here. I had a terrible ordeal on Saturday. As usual for Saturday, we had our weigh-in and health check. It was very early, and we thought Mummy must be doing one of her book sales, but she took different things out to the car, for something called an art workshop. She finished us …
Hello, Ludo here. It’s been a nice, quiet week. Nobody went to the vet. Nobody had a cough. The veg came on time, although I didn’t fancy much of it. There was new stuff called kohl rabi, which was interesting. Pippin loved it, Victor decided it was okay. Mummy loves it so I left mine …
Hello, Victor here again. The big news is that Pippin’s birthday party was cancelled at the weekend. Mummy was going to make a cake like she has before, and attempt to have us all sitting around it so she could take a photo. But in the morning she put me down for my run, and …
Hello, Ludo here. Everything seems to happen at once this week. We finish our seven weeks of mourning for Locksley, and Mummy says she’ll put the Christmas decorations on here this evening, as she’ll forget tomorrow. Locksley, Christmas 22. She’ll forget tomorrow because she’s taking Victor for his check-up with Dr Rebekah, and she nearly …
Locksley’s breathing got worse over the weekend, and by yesterday he was very weak. Dr Rebekah saw him and agreed he was too weak for the tests we’d planned, and we tried putting him on Frusol for his heart, but it was too late. He rallied enough in the evening to do a tour of …
Hello, Locksley here. Yes, summer is officially over, and the firework season has started. Yesterday morning, Mummy went out to the kitchen when she got up, and said something about putting the clocks back. Apparently she hadn’t. This happens when we go back onto proper time, and if we did it at the Equinox (like …
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