Friday, 20 May 2011
Goodbye to Foxy and her friends
SWMBO has been feeding the foxes and this has made her unpopular with the neighbours - not to mention me! Karen was happy to see them in our garden and took some pictures, which I am sharing with you now.
Now, the reason there are so many fox photos on a dog's blog, is because this cute looking fox is now forbidden to be fed or entertained in our garden. You see, last Friday, this fox or her pals, became murderers. They killed the neighbour's two lop-eared rabbits in front of their children, in their garden. SWMBO has been asked to stop all feeding of said foxes forthwith. Shame really, because it kept her amused and off the streets. They must be hungry now. They used to get my dinner when I left it and other scraps and some slices of dog meat. But no more. I am reclaiming my dogdom. Want one more snap? Oh all right then.
Suffice it to say, I was Kerry Packered when they'd all gone home. I slept all night through. My routine has changed somewhat of late. I am now aroused from my slumbers at the ungodly hour of 05:51 hrs. I am let out into the garden and I stand around wondering why I am there. Then 45 minutes later, I am taken in the car to Surbiton. I am marched up and down the street until I am empty - literally - and then put back in the car. SWMBO clears off for and hour and a half and then comes back to march me up and down the pavement again before returning home at 08:30 hrs. I then get a proper walk with Benson. I think she may have gotten herself a job. At first when she left the house that early, I used to bark and holler and keep my Dad awake until she returned home. I didn't do that when she was in full time employ but I thought I'd liven things up a bit around here. My Dad sleeps too much anyway. (They are her words not mine dad.) And funnily enough I don't mind being in the back of the car. I settle down nicely. I had to do a pooh in there one day, which wasn't very good but I couldn't help it. And yesterday I did one in the bedroom before we left for work. I don't know what's happening to me. I wouldn't dream of doing this when I was young. I seem to have lost my confidence walking down the stairs too. I need help, otherwise I go too fast and fall at the bottom. I seem to be getting extra cuddles which is nice. And the food's improved recently. Should I be worried?
So! Say goodbye to the fox!