I am seriously worried about Mum! She has been out today and bought me a backpack……..after I’d stopped laughing and realised she expected me to put it on, I was not impressed. It fits over my back and fastens under my belly and has 2 large zipped packs on each side….I look like a damn camel!
I have absolutely no idea what she was thinking in buying this. I did some research online while she was in the shower and believe I am supposed to look like the stud of a dog below…
Trust me…if your owner gets you your own handbag to carry; you will not look like this buff chap. You will look like you usually do….WITH A BACKPACK ON!!!
I understand why humans need to carry bags around. Mum, for example fills her bag with the usual human nonsense…loose change, mini sewing kit, 1 handy wipe, a till roll worth of receipts etc etc. I, on the other hand DO NOT need a bag; as I have nothing to carry. I am not going to get hungry half way around the block and stop off for a quick bite to eat….I will not get a runny nose and have to dive into my backpack for a faithful tissue.
More to the point…the backpage is actually filled with…..wait for it…….WEIGHTS. I am not even carrying anything around in my backpack. It is a placebo backpack, conning me into thinking I am helping out poor defenceless old people by carrying their shopping, when I am in fact lugging around 5kgs of sand………
Mum is under the impression the ‘fake backpack’ will help me to walk better. I don’t know where she gets these ideas from honestly. I have left my backpack in the kitchen with Ellie…so hopefully within the next hour it will be no more….
What’s In Your Bag Jay xx
Been to visit the in-laws over the Easter Bank Holiday which was a 3 hour car trip there and back. I can’t understand why Ellie goes mental when Mum blows on her face, seeing as though she sticks her head out of the car window when Mum is driving at 60 mph. There was a dog in the house next door who looked exactly like me…I did stop for a brief chat but he seemed to have trouble understanding my Welsh accent!!
There was a huge field at the back of the house we stayed in…man it was the biggest field I have ever seen (and that’s saying something seeing as though I am from Wales – no sheep though!) Mum took Ellie and I for several walks in it and I even got to play with my ball. There was a small incident when Mum used a strange plastic ball launcher which shot my ball half way across the field. As any Border Collie owner knows, when we keep our eye on the ball…we really keep our eye on the ball. Mum whacked the launcher and I took off after it…mind focused and legs in motion. I must have ball tunnel vision, because I swear there was nothing between me and my ball when I started running….until I ran head first into a Yorkshire Terrier. He looked like he’d been shot out of his very own launcher as he shot off in the same direction as my ball (for a while I was unsure which one to chase – but I thought Mum wouldn’t be impressed if I brought a small dog back in my mouth!)
All in all it was a pretty nice trip and much better than going to that damn kennels. If we’ve been stuck in a run next to a dog with wind once, we’ve been stuck a million times. And they seem to think that because Ellie & I live together, that we want to share a bed…
Mum’s been working very hard with the photo’s she’s taken of Ellie and I.
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Easter Happy Jay xxx