Tuesday, 2 May 2017

Magnus May 2nd

She has been complaining for the past 24 hours.  Whine, whine, moan, moan.  Yesterday, Her Ladyship was subjected to a good brushing, courtesy of Pam.  I just got myself out of the way every time I saw Pam with a brush or scissors approaching.  I allow Ewen to run the occasional brush over me but even then I'm really not interested.  AND THEN.......... Ewen grabbed me and cleaned my teeth.  He said I'd have "Minty fresh breath!"  Who does he think I am!!!! I'm a dog.  I do not need to have minty, fresh breath.  I like having dog breath.  It's part of me.  Her other moan is that Abbotsford have closed their walks.  What's the problem?  We live in the Borders.  We are surrounded by great walks.  I don't know?!  Women!  Anything for a moan.  Scared to tell her that now she's been brushed her beam end looks a lot bigger!!
First of May? Morning Dew? Personally, I have a bigger and better nose than her and as far as I'm concerned the May morning dew smelled remarkably cat pee!

Mirren 2nd May

I am bereft! Devastated.  Abbotsford, where I feel so at home, is doing forestry work so their woodland walks are shut till the end of July.  That's bad enough but they are also putting bullocks in beside the riverside walk.  It'll be shut till the end of November.  I'm not sure about bullocks.  They chase after us.  They like Big Boy for some reason.  There is only an electric fence between us and them.  I can get under it.  Don't know why he's so not bothered.  I remember the day a bullock leant over the fence and sniffed his bum.  Magnus has never moved so fast.  It was funny at the time and now he just trots out of their reach.
As to the brushing, it was like a spa day.  No tangles, no knots, just fabulously shiny, smooth coat now.  A girl likes to look her best you know.  No complaints about that.  The teeth cleaning I quite liked.  Fresh.  Pleasant.  Got up early yesterday morning to wash my face in the morning dew. First of May and all that.

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