I'm not a genetic mutant!

Cause I'm a cross bred. hehehe. Not like the rest here. According to that programme on Sunday, all pedigree dogs are genetic mutants. Lucky my daddy's not a mini like my mum. Sue thought the vet at Massey University should have mentioned the money that responsible breeders spend there, using their specialist equipment to clear us of genetic disease before breeding. I think she is going to ask for a LARGE discount next time. They sure know how to charge that's for sure.

Anyway, it's going to be a while before I go there as I am too young to have babies.

I have been so good lately except for this morning when I made a puddle on the lino. Sorry about that but the door was shut and Sue was busy getting ready to go out. When a girls gotta go, a girl has to go.

Anyway, having been so good I have been allowed to sleep on the bed with Sue. It's cool! So warm and soft. And you can snuggle right down into the fluffy duvet and get all yummy and warm. I tell you that it's hard to get up in the morning and go outside to the cold grass.

I still love ya Uncle Chino. Even if you are in the dog box for eating that yummy bread. You could have given me a taste.

I went to my first show!

I had heaps of fun. Hannah and me got third in her junior handler heat.
Her she is making sure I don't grow any while I'm in the ring.

Here is me standing and looking pretty cool.

And here I am making a new friend. Pip owns Cloud, which is one of Aunty Aura's babies.

And I didn't get called Muriel once all day!

You're terrible, Muriel!

I have a new name. Muriel.
YUK!
Holly sniggers when ever Sue calls me it.

All I hear is

"You're terrible Muriel!"
I'm not bad!

How my leg got broke and other true tails.

This is the chair where it happened. Me and Holly where playing on the chair and I was up on this arm here.

As I stood up on the edge, Holly pushed me with her head. I fell about 80 cms to the floor. I landed on my right back leg and collapsed into a ball of screaming agony. Sue rushed me to the vets and the nice vet nurse took lots of special pictures of my leg and the vet looked at them and said that it was a green stick fracture. That means that its not broken all the way through.
It's all healed now and I get to play with the other dogs. Aunty Aura is such a pushover!

Lot's of photos of meeeeeee!

My foot. I reckon that if I push hard enough I could get out of here. Sad sad sad. Still locked up because of my silly leg.

But I think that if I wreck Sue's boots she won't be able to leave the house!