I woke up this morning with the same feeling in my stomach as I get on my birthday & Christmas.
I had to get up a little earlier than normal as I wanted to get to this machine before my humans came down from upstairs, the place where they think I never visit when they leave the house for more than 5 minutes. Doh !
The feeling in my belly was justified as when I finally managed to crank up the machine I couldn’t believe my eyes. My very first blog had travelled all the way to the Fair City, as you can see from the dilemma that Bundy has found himself in and written to me about below.
“Dear Doris
My name is Bundy & I wonder if you have any advice to impart.
You see my “Missus” (& I use this term loosely you understand) has just had 5 babies, well I was told before the event that we may be expecting an addition or two but 5!!! Anyway she’s looking after them herself & to be honest I haven’t as yet been expected to do anything so that’s not really the problem.
The problem is she insisted on a new pad for her & the babies. Well this “pad” is in the kitchen which as you can imagine is my domain or at least it was!!!!
Well now me & the rest of the gang are “grounded” to what the humans call the family room. Now Doris, I don’t mind spending time with my humans but where the problems kick off are when the Humans are preparing “dinner” which for some reason only goes on in the kitchen, you see my dilemma now??
When this is happening my place is behind the human who’s chopping!!!! As I’m sure you understand that’s the best position to be in to get the tops from the orange sticks they cut up.
Any advice on how to get back in the kitchen without literally getting barked at would be greatly appreciated!!!
Yours from the doghouse Bundy.”
Dear Bundy
Firstly thank you for checking out my first blog, being the first to get in touch you will forever hold a special place in my heart.
Now down to business, & trust me when I say I’m speaking from experience, as I became an aunt over 5 years ago, and 2 of the little sprogs are still living with me !!!
Anyhow, as you are now beginning to realise, there are massive consequences when you & your “Missus” had your romantic interlude. I can only imagine that the euphoria felt worthwhile at the time, but now the chickens have come home to roost.
Would you believe it when I was trying to master this machine last night for the first time, I came across the fruits of your loin as they are showcased on a different section of the Pedigree Dogs web site, & I have read all about them.
I must say, reading about your family, you all seem to be extremely healthy and have had as many health checks as those humans that they send into space.
That’s great news for a start, and I am sure that you and the “Missus” must be very proud of your offspring, as you have given them the very best start in life a canine could ask for.
As for advice, my thinking on it would be just to bide your time. Unlike humans, some of which stay with the pack for up to 30 years, the males especially, most of yours will be off to their forever homes in the next 3 months. I’m sure you will agree with me that they need this valuable period to spend as much time with your humans and other humans, as this is their socialisation phase, and it’s vital to their development. Bundy, you must have got this valuable attention back when you were a tiny ball of fluff, as it’s only the good ones that go on to be the stud muffin that you are today !
Don’t forget Bundy that to become a father in the first place you must be one hell of a dog, with a character to die for, your “Missus” obviously thinks so, as do your humans, so hang on in there, throw them the odd sad eye from time to time, and before you can say “Jack Spratt could eat no fat, his wife could eat no lean” you’ll be back in pole position in the kitchen behind the human that is chopping and you’ll be munching on the tops of the orange sticks again.
I hope I’ve helped and I look forward to hearing how you are getting on.
Doris Dachshund
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