Grandma and FatPoo

Wow ....... I heard some strange news about FatPoo yesterday.

Mum and Dad were talking about people called Grandma and Grandad. Mum said I haven't met them yet because they have been overseas for the winter but now it's nearly Summer time they will be coming back from America. I thought that was rather good news because I quite like meeting new people and Mum said that Grandma would probably like to go to the dog park with us for walks.

Then you could have knocked me over with a feather 'cose Dad said that when Grandma came back then FatPoo was going. It really is a strange family that I have. Mum and this Grandma person seem to have decided to share a cat - FatPoo! When Mum and Dad were moving here from their old house it took so long that FatPoo moved to Grandma and Grandad's house and stayed there for ages. When they went to America for the winter FatPoo came back to our house, but Grandma wants her to go back and live with them when they come home.

All rather confusing really but sounds good to me. I think that this Grandma person must be really weird to actually want to live with FatPoo. I wonder if she'd like Eddie as well?

Spaghetti

Mum says this is why spaghetti is not on the recommended list of 'Top food for Dogs', it makes us look really dorky when we eat it. She also told Dad off for feeding me people food in bed.

Richter

Yesterday Mum said we were going to get a budgie then we would go to the dog park. I was quite looking forward to that until she went into the birdroom and bought out a cage. I guessed then that a budgie isn't a new toy.

This is Richter and he got lost when the big earthquake made the ground wobble. The lady that found him couldn't find his owners so yesterday Mum went and got him. He chattered all the way home in the car but I told him he would have to be louder than that if he wanted anyone to hear him in the birdroom.
I think the earthquake must have rattled his little head quite a bit 'cose he likes to hang upside down. I don't think he knows which way up is.

When we got to the dog park Mum said that Richter had to stay in the car. I'm pleased I'm not a budgie ...... no dog park!

the Frisbee

Dad says that when he throws the Frisbee I'm suppose to jump in the air and catch it. How stupid. It would probably hit me in the head if I tried to do that.

A Frisbee isn't like a ball that you can pick up when you've chased it. Frisbees are flat and when they land on the ground you can't pick them up 'cose your nose is in the way. They are quite a stupid toy really and I figure they are only good to play with at the beach. Dad throws it, I don't leap in the air to catch it but instead wait for it to land on the sand, then I dig a hole under it so I can pick it up. Clever A?