Sam’s Place, a Dog Blog

The little dog human has somebody who comes round to make him do extra school work some days. I feel sorry for him, he’s had a hard day at this thing called school then he gets extra. Anyway for me that means the female human drags me outside and sits me in her lap and makes a fuss of me. That’s OK, I quite enjoy it but charging around the garden like a small furry rhino is more fun. I get the impression that something strange is up when the older dog human arrives home from the library early. He makes a fuss of the cat called Katie who you can see in the pic here (I wanna be friends but I’m not so certain she wants to). That’s fine by me. Then stranger things happen.

1. I get bundled into the cat carrier that they made me travel in to this place from my original home in Derby. First thought is I’m being dognapped but that can’t be the case because I’m at the new home already.
2. They put me in the cat carrier in the back of the car with little dog human.
3. I learn a new word, Vet. I get taken out of the box and this is where the indignities begin, the vet plays with my bits, shoves a thermometer up my bum and jabs me with a needle. Naturally I object to the latter but manage to resist the temptation to flash him the teeth. This proves a good move when I get a couple of dog biscuits as a reward for being good. Then I get weighed, what next? Weight watchers?
4. Back in the box, back in the car, off to a place referred to as the No Mercy wherupon the little dog human and female human leave me in the car in the arms of the big dog human. Whereupon I kip for a bit before back in the box and back to the house.

What was that all about?

Sam\