Boog & Lucy visit again

It's been a long time since I posted anything.  Dad's been pretty preoccupied recently - He's been slightly busy at work, but I guess that's what he has to do to keep a good supply of liverbread. Anyway, I thought today I am going to tell you all about Boog and Lucy's visit a few weeks ago.  


I overheard Mum that morning saying that Boog and Lucy were coming to visit again today. It’s always nice having Boog around - it's like having your own body guard. That labby can run over anything.

Mum said that they would be here that afternoon.  Frodo and I manipulated dad into playing with us in the park and then we saw a very familiar red car making its way towards us.  It was Uncle Rory.  He also came to visit.  Man, this Sunday was getting better and better.  I rushed up to greet him with my muddy paws and rolled over for the mandatory tummy rub and as usual he didn’t disappoint.  Frodo interrupted my tummy rub by dropping his ball at Uncle Rory's feet, which he happily threw for Frodo.  Oh well if he’s throwing the ball, he might as well throw the Frisbee too.  


Boog and Lucy were taking their own sweet time getting there.  The labrador probably stopped at the drive-thru for some KFC again.  Hope he brings us some take away.  When the car finally stopped in our driveway, Boog was sitting in the backseat, while Lucy was right in the back. How on earth did he get to the back seat? Oh well guess that doesn’t matter - they are here!

Yippee, an afternoon of Frisbee, ball throwing and running and jumping. It was mayhem in the park. Aunty K brought the scary snappy, flashy thingy and kept trying to get me.  Mum says it called a camera.  Frodo is always too ready to offer a smile and a pose for the flashy thing, but I know better.  I've been watching Star Trek - it's a phaser that can zap away border collies.  They never going to get me with that thing.  


Then the afternoon got even better - we all went on a walk.  I got to show Boog and Lucy all my favourite and most smelly hideouts.  After a while Boog couldn’t keep up as I dashed through the grass.  He, Lucy and Frodo were more interested in splashing in the muddy water - how uncivilised!!  No wonder mum was screaming at Frodo.  I escaped all the shouting because I was far too busy chasing a dragonfly.  The long grass also prevented Aunty K from zapping me with that phaser she carries around. 

Nothing like a good few minutes of Frisbee throwing, followed by a walk, and then for a few more minutes of Frisbee throwing. But Boog didn’t want to have anything to do with a Frisbee. Instead he jumped straight into my watering hole and did a few laps. Frodo was in the firing line and almost got rammed into the pool as Boog jumped in.  Lucy, Frodo and I tried to herd Boog around the pool, but he wanted none of that. He just ignored us and swam his laps.

Sigh, a wet labby doesn't work well inside the house, so we were all left outside to dry up. How rude! We get punished for Boog's indiscretion. 

It’s almost my bed time, and I’m feeling a bit tired. Boog’s visits always tires me out. Man I’m going to enjoy my sleep tonight.

Woof

Sir Waggalot.