Mr Fuzzhead

Hello everybody,

I wasn't myself last weekend and I took a while to get my brain back so sorry for the delay in writing to you. Mummy says I had three proper fits over three days and lots of partial fits when she says I suddenly get up and wander over to her looking confused and then she pats me on the head and reassures me then I go and lay down again. I don't remember any of it but good old Mummy for seeing to me and poor old Mummy for having her sleep disturbed. I felt very very tired for a day or so when I was having the partial fits and then after so Mummy didn't make me do very much in the way of walking and kept me quiet and wouldn't let me play. When I picked up my Ziggy Piggy cushion and threw it at her, both she and Auntie grinned from ear to ear and said that meant I was myself again and were very very happy and had a game with me.

The weather has been a bit cooler for the last week or so which is better for me. I hurt my leg when I was fitting - Auntie says I fell over in the kitchen. My legs were really wobbly for a day or three and Mummy was worried but they are ok now - at least they were until I fell again yesterday but I was ok for my walk today, when we went almost to the Wood but then it went bang so we came home again.

When my Auntie was little, she and Mummy used to go The Park every day and they would meet a little boy called Andy who would play with Beauty (who was the dog they had then) and share Auntie's chips. Andy had to move away when Auntie was five but he read on my blog (Hello Andy!) that we needed a Guinea Hutch and got in touch. He and his lovely wife Emma came over last Saturday. They brought the hutch, which is huge and has all sorts of accessories which have made My People very happy, and they spent time chatting to My People and rubbing my head and stroking me and scritching my bottom which is one of my favourite things ever. I liked having some Man Time with Andy and My People liked seeing him again and I liked Emma very much indeed as she was good at stroking me and talked to me so nicely.

They are going to come back to see us and bring their young rescued dog who does not get on with other dogs too well so I will have to teach him some manners by moaning at him or ignoring him, whichever I think is best. Mummy says we will go for a walk together as I might be A Git if he comes in my house i.e. my territory which is very offensive but also quite possibly true because, as Mummy puts it, Bruce Doesn't Share!

Mummy went back to work this week and was really quite unhappy about something that happened there. She wishes we had more money and she could just retire and stay at home with me and so do I. However, I was a very good boy and settled into routine no problem, though I did of course sulk at Mummy and refuse to give her a kissy goodbye on her first day - it's tradition, I always do that to her when she goes back after having time off. She shouldn't leave me!

My People have been watching Eurovision this week which is boring for me. Mummy says she wants Blue to win. I don't mind them watching it tonight so much because they are having pizza and I will get some.

That's all for now,

I send my regards to all,

Bruce xxx

Gone Home

Hello everybody,

The Guinea Pigs have gone home now. Mummy is pleased in a way because their cage attracted flies. She hates flies and goes all ninja with a fly swat when they come in the house. She is going to try to get a hutch off Freecycle so when they come back, they can live outside. I am pleased they have gone because their cage goes in one of my favourite places to lie on the nice cool kitchen floor! I went straight there and chilled out as soon as they left yesterday...

The weather cooled down a bit, which was easier for me but now it is starting to warm up again. On Saturday, we walked all the way to the vets for my yearly check-up but it was OK because we went really early and then we got the bus home before it got too hot. The vet was happy with me - I have lost weight again (I am now 44kg) and he said I am in very good shape for an eight year old. Apparently the tablets for my epilepsy are going to get more expensive but at least I don't have to have any more yukky blood tests because I can't have my tablets put up any more anyway as the dose is already massive. That's when I don't spit them out or puke them up (hehe)!

I enjoyed getting the bus home. The bus driver made a bit of a fuss and said I could only come on if I wouldn't cause any damage - as if I would! What an insult! And he told us that somebody's dog growled at people the other week and then the people complained and the dog's Person is now banned from the buses - for life! I don't growl at people. I might mutter occasionally at another dog sometimes if it really annoys me but I never growl at people.

Though I might answer Mummy back occasionally when I'm fuzzy but that isn't really growling, it's just complaining....

My People enjoyed watching the Royal Wedding. Mummy got up early and walked me up the airfield before it came on and then My People sat and watched it on TV for hours. I was pretty fed up because I wanted to sit outside. On Saturday and Sunday, we sat outside a lot then on Bank Holiday Monday, Auntie and Mummy spent the afternoon going through a box of what they called Archives, which had lots of stuff to do with The Daddy, who I never met. They want to trace their family but are having lots of problems because their name gets used for other things, like people who like things.

Auntie Claire took My Auntie out with her and Baby Ethan. Baby Ethan doesn't take much notice of me but I am friendly with Baby Skye next door. She had a friend round who kept looking at me and squealing. I am glad Baby Skye doesn't do that and I am glad that she is learning now to stroke me and not just poke me with her finger. I go over to the fence and let her reach through to me. I try to stand very still and not scare her and she says my name and giggles. When I went into her garden, she cried when I went home. My Auntie and Auntie Claire went to the Discovery Centre. I went there once when Mummy still saw Hippie Tracy and I liked it there, I played in the pretend houses and jumped in the lake and ate a lolly.

I met a little Spaniel called Bonnie this morning. Mummy and Bonnie's Mummy have both lived in Our Village for many years and yet they had never met! I used to know a Spaniel who looked like Bonnie who was called Ben and was horrible but Bonnie was really nice and we had a nice walk together after a funny start - she kept running up to me then throwing herself flat on the ground then running away again!

Oh yes, Mummy says I have to have a different food for a while as I keep stinking her out with smelly blow-offs hehehe......

That's all for now, I send my regards,

Bruce xxx