Hi everyone it’s only me Olga and Troy…
Ohhh I’m feeling my age (as Mum says) my legs are really sore
L when I get up in a morning, Mum said I sound
like a rip-rap cracking and clicking everywhere, Dad said I have to go and see
my friends at Rutland House, because it looks like my garden gate (cruciate) and
stringy bits (ligaments) are broken, I hope they don’t want to shave my leg
again, it’s far too cold to be without fur! Dad said he’s going to have to rent
Troy out to do extra work to pay for me!! – Troy said he’s not doing any more
work he’s already working his claws to the bone!
I’ve been relaxing at my Nana’s with the see-through roof, her legs hurt as well, Grandad said between us we don’t make 1 fully
working set of legs!!! RUDE Grandad!
Troy has been on and off the naughty step, you won’t believe what
he did the other week….. Mum and Dad had a new carpet fitted and I told Troy it’s
like the colour of the sand on My Beech! .. I think he misunderstood what I meant,
because when Mum had gone to the shop and Dad was in the garage, Troy decided
he would try and bury his bone under the carpet.. he dug and dug and dug until
there was a hole in it!!! Mum went mental, at one point she was shouting that
loud that the dogs down the street heard her and came running to see what was
going on. When Dad came in he looked at troy and asked what the heck was he
thinking about? Troy just looked at him and started giving him a wash… honestly
that boy is unreal.
Troy has been telling me about all the work he’s been doing and
how busy he is, I don’t believe a word he says, I’m sure his new friend Martin
is feeding him lots of treats because he’s getting a bit fat! When I told him that... do you know what he did…. Yes he nipped me and ran off because he knew I couldn’t
chase him! I got him back though, because at bedtime Dad fluffs our duvets up
in our beds, and I went and stamped on his bed until the duvet was flat
hahahahahha..
The other day, Troy came running in from work wanting to tell
me all about how he killed a fox! I was flabbergasted, surly he hadn’t killed a
fox? He told me that he had to chase it round the house, and he manged to pin
it in a corner where he pounced on it and ripped its head off!!!!! I hobbled
into see Dad and find out if Troy was telling the truth, when I overheard Dad
telling Mum all about it and he was showing Mum something on his phone… Mum
said “ Awww Troy that’s not nice it wasn’t even yours, it belonged to Tom” Troy
was jumping about feeling very pleased with himself.
I asked Mum who Tom was and she said he is Martin’s whippet
but Troy and Tom haven’t met properly, Tom stays in his bedroom when Troy goes
to work, Troy said he takes over guarding the house and tools so Tom can have a
rest. I think Tom must work nights, because he’s always in bed when Dad and
little John go to work. It sounds like he’s not got many toys or treats left
either after fatso has been there for the day! I think the evidence in the
photo below speaks for itself! This is troy with his head in Tom’s food bag..
I’m happy relaxing in front of my fire..
See you soon
Lots of love Olga and Fatso.
