The Vet and a Great New Game

Hello everyone - so much has happened in the last couple of days! I have barely had a minute to update you. First of all, I have decided that using the garden for a loo, despite my reservations earlier in the week, is probably worth the treats that I get! Not that I haven't indulged in a few inside deposits when the weather looks particulary nasty, but I am trying to go outside. It makes my new family SO excited - obviously I am glad to go to the loo, but they get all mental and start calling me a good girl and insisting I take a treat!

Yesterday I had to go to the Vets. Not the best experience of my life I have to tell you. First of all I was shoved in a cat carrying box thing. A cat box! Do I look like a cat?! Actually it was quite comfy, but I didn't let on that I thought so because I got treats for getting in, treats for getting out again, it would have been rude to spoil the human's game!

Once we were called into the vet's room I was met by a lovely young female vet who I thought would do me no harm. Hmmm, appearances can be deceptive. First of all she prodded and fiddled, poked and pulled me all over. Then stuck a great big needle in my neck. The trade off for this? A mingy looking biscuit which looked like several other doggy victims had licked and spat out. I ate it obviously! While I was eating it, they started talking about fur mites or something like that, and before I know it she is sticking cellotape on my bum.

Minutes later she reappears and says that she is sorry, but I have got these mites and that I need to be sprayed. Sounds fun I thought, silly Molly, no fun whatsoever. I was taken into a back room - which never bodes well - how come Daddy wasn't allowed to see this bit? I was very brave and the vet was lovely to me until all of a sudden I was being blasted with foul smelling liquid all over! I was then carried out into the waiting room, not exactly looking my best and carried out into the car. I'm not sure that I fancy going back there again, although I am sure that they said something about seeing us next month.

This smelly stuff on my fur made me stink for hours, I was getting fed up with my own smell! Apparently I have to have a bath on Saturday - that sounds like it's going to be great fun! I can't wait!

Anyway I must go, but before I do I must tell you about a great new game I invented last night. What you do is, wait for it to go completely dark in the bed room, sneak out onto the mat outside your basket, leave a massive wee on the mat, sneak back into the basket and then make a little whimper sound to get Daddy out of bed and then watch him stand, bare footed into the puddle of piddle! It made me laugh so much I nearly wet the bed! Daddy didn't seem to find it that funny. He used some words that I didn't know, but they sounded like I was in a bit of bother... I decided that I needed to use the big eyes, cute turned head strategy to get me out of this one, and it worked!! Within minutes I was forgiven and racing around the garden. I wonder if he will fall for it again tonight??

Enough for now - I'm very tired. More soon...