Saturday, 19 January 2013

Boo in the snow

Boo could never make out what the snow was, one day it was there them it was gone again. If you threw a snowball she would chase after it then be surprised when she couldn't find it. She would run along pushing the snow with her nose until her head was covered and she couldn't see, then shake it off and do the whole thing again.

Saturday, 12 January 2013

Message from The Boo

I’m in doggy heaven now and meeting up with all my old lost doggy chums, there’s the two Ben’s, Pipper, Old Jo, Red, Mac, Bonnie and so many more all were waiting to greet me and all looking healthy and happy. I shall miss the old chap but life on that side of the bridge was becoming tiresome and uncomfortable here there is none of that just fun and frolicking. I shall, of course, keep an eye on him to make sure he stays safe as I know what a silly old duffer he can be and will send him a Boo fart if he strays too far or forgets our time together.