Rory's 4th Birthday

Howdy Everybuddy, today is my little brother's birthday.  He is 4 years old and even though he is big I still have to take care of him.   I make sure he exercises his legs by running  ahead of him and making him chase me.  We roll around on the floor playing bitey face when he needs a rest.  I watch his food intake very carefully and he never leaves a thing in his bowl so I must be doing a good job.  

We love this big fella so much.  He never complains about anything.  Well he does bark like a nut job whenever anyone comes to our house but hey, no one is perfect, hehe.  He's just a great big doofus that we love with all our hearts.  This is one of mum's favourite photos of them together. 

Here he is after having a stroll at the oval.

  So Happy Birthday Rory.  

We love ya to bits and pieces big fella.

These photos are before Rory's embolism when we would go walking together.  They are my favourites. 

So mates, you know what this means.

Cake all around.  Feel free to help yourself.

No worries and love, Stella

and slobbery love, Rory
 

 

Vet visit for Rory

Howdy mates.  Today I went to the Vet.  You know how I slip over every now and then, well I have a pretty big haematoma on my bum cheek.  Mum thought it might need to be drained.  It doesn't bother me and it's not sore or anything.  Anyhoo, off we went with Stella cracking the you know whats, cause she was left home.

When we go to the Vets, mum always walks me around the car park and I get to say howdy to anybody that wants to say hello.  Believe me, I'm popular and always get some lovely pats.

Well Ms Prue calls me in and talks to mum and dad and gives me the once over.  She checked my bum cheek, all fine.  Not necessary to drain anything.  She also checked some lumps I have.  Some were fatty lumps and some were fluid filled cysts.  I've had these for a long time.  It's just me.  I don't care.  You can call me Lumpy if ya want.  Cool.  

So to cut a long story short, Ms Prue thought I looked wonderful.  She thinks I'm walking pretty good for a wonky boy and I agree.  I do slip over every day but that's life.  Ya just gotta dust yourself off, have a shake and on ya go.  

So mates, go on, get out there and love life.  Tell ya mum and dad I said you all need extra treats just because they love ya. 

See ya dudes.

No worries, and slobbery love, Rory and Stellie

P.S.  Mum is giving me a new food with special oils and more natural stuffs and I have lost a few kilos cause it's better for my joints.  I now only weigh 88.4 kgs (194 lbs).