POTP FOR RORY PLEASE

Please everyone, Rory has lost the use of his back legs and has been rushed to the Vet.  We need your help.

Carol

Update on Rory:  
Rory has been transferred from our Vet to a specialist in the city.  He has been thoroughly checked and believed to have suffered an embolism in his spine.  He is staying at the Vets tonight and possibly longer depending on how he is.  God it's been awful.   The vet believes he will recover with time.  Some dogs recover within days, some weeks and some months so it is a wait and see situation.
Will update tomorrow when I have seen him again.  Thanks everyone for your kind thoughts.  
Love Carol
 

Good help is soooo hard to find.

Howdy Mates.  Sheesh, where do we start.  We've been BEGGING mum to get her arxe into gear.  All she has been doing lately, according to her, is Christmas shopping.  Which we take to mean, drinking numerous cups of coffee and scoffing down muffins by the dozens.  Then she comes home with bags of stuff which don't smell interesting in the least and she hasn't even brought home anything for us.  She says we'll have to wait for Father Christmas to arrive.

We're about ready to sell her to the highest bidder butt, well, since it was her birthday, and she is getting pretty old, we thought we'd give her another chance.  Also sissy had made Hummingbird cake and we wanted some hehe.  

I was so happy she was finally on the 'puter, I sat on her lap, washed Stellie's face and then we had a game of bitey face.  Mum, moaned about her legs getting pins and needles butt I knew she was just joking.

Mum, you know Rory looks totally ridiculous don't you?

Oh and it's time for my breakfast.   

No mum, I won't wait.  

Now please.  Mum.  I don't want to have to say it again.

Breakfast now please. 

Well mates, we have paws crossed we'll be visiting you soon.  

Hope everything is great at your place.

No worries, and love, Stella, Rory and Penny (although why my name is last I don't know.  I am, of course, the most important in this household!)

 

Christmas Tree is Up and Running

Howdy Everybuddy.

We put our christmas tree up last weekend.  

It was fun.  Well, until mum started getting the decorations out.

Then it went pear shaped, or more to the point, snowman shaped.

I thought only Mr Frankie had the (shiver, shake) snowmans at his house.  I never dreamed we had them here too!  

Here's Stella.  The bravest sissy in the world.

Oh for gosh sakes mum.  

Take the photo would ya.

A girl can only hold this pose for so long. 

Where do I have to sit mum?

In front of the tree?  Ok.

What was that???

SNOWMEN, ARGHHHHH!
 

Bloody hell Rory, now you've got me freakin' out.

Argh, mum, Stella, save me, for the love of dog.

Muuuuum, just take the darn photo will ya!

Rory, you've made my hair stand on end you big baby.

  


Just calm down and look at the pretty decorations.

Ahhh, nice little puggie.

 Pretty little birdie.

A rememberance bauble for Brucey and Oscar.

  

Angel Nana's little wreath.

Stellie, I'm gonna bag the snowmen up

 and post them to Mr Frankie's mum.

No way Rory.  The snowman is our friend.  

He just wants to be part of Christmas.

LOOK OUT RORY, BEHIND YOU!

Hehehe, I think I'm gonna have fun with this!

  

Rory, look at the pretty lights.  Rory?   Rory?

Mum, can I sleep with you tonight?

Sure Rory, no worries little man.

Thanks mum.

Hey Stellie, I'm allowed to sleep in mum's room tonight!

Aww, totally unfair.  Muuuuuum, can I sleep in there too?

Ok, but just this once.  And no farting you two or you're out!

Zzzzzzzzzz........phrrrrt......zzzzzzzzzz