Pearly Practises Blogging

Hi, Pearl here. Millie has said I need to practise my blogging skills, so I’m doing today’s post.

Pearl's blog pic

Recently, Annabelle has been putting extra bits of cold chicken and turkey on Millie’s dinner. She doesn’t think I’ve noticed, but I have, and I think it sucks that I’m not getting it too. According to Annabelle, it’s because Millie is old and frail and losing her appetite, and she needs encouragement to eat. She won’t touch her food unless it’s garnished with treats. I don’t think she’s losing her appetite at all, she just knows she’ll get extra treats if she refuses to eat her dinner without them.

Millie is old, though, and she can’t come for long walks anymore. She gets tired quickly and starts lurching all over the place, living up to the name of her breed, so Annabelle takes her home and I go on with Snip and Frieda and their humans. I didn’t like this arrangement at first because Snip and Frieda kept leaving me out of their games. ‘Two’s company, three’s a crowd,’ Frieda kept saying. It was mainly Frieda excluding me, she’s always wanted Snip to herself. But I think Snip must have had a word in her pointy little ear, because now they’re letting me join in more.

Frieda likes to play rough, and the other day she made a huge hole in Snip’s shoulder. He had to go to the vet and have stitches.

Snip's stitches

Frieda claims she didn’t mean to do it. ‘Could I help it if he bumped into my teeth while we were playing?’ she says. ‘Snip’s my bestie, I wouldn’t hurt him for the world.’  With friends like her, who needs enemies? She’d better not try anything like that with me!

Hard work, this blogging, isn’t it? I don’t know how some of you manage to do it every day. Hopefully Millie will be back for the next post. Right now she’s on a lot of pain pills, which makes it hard for her to transmit her thoughts to the cyberplane, but I heard she’s going to have acupuncture, which should mean fewer tablets and a clearer head.

I can’t wait to see how she copes with having pins stuck in her!

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14 Responses to Pearly Practises Blogging

  1. I hope the chicken and treats help with Millie’s appetite Annabelle and I hear good things about acupuncture for animals.. hugsxx.

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  2. You are doing a great job blogging Sweet Pearl and you deserve extra treats when you write such good posts. We have a few pointy-faced friends who were really helped by acupuncture. It gets the energy flowing through the body in places where it was stuck and they say the needles relax them. Please give Millie and Annabelle our best wishes and a big pat for you too from Eivor and Pearl 🙂🐾💖🐾 xxx

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  3. Emma Cownie says:

    Poor old Snip! I hope those stitches heal fast!

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  4. Great post, Pearl! I hope Millie gets better soon. Hugs to you and Millie. (つ´∀`)つ

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  5. pollymacleod says:

    Hello Pearl, sorry I’m late, I don’t remember receiving notification of this post. You’ve done very well with it. I’m sorry to hear Millie isn’t up to it at the moment, I hope the pins help her. She deserves bits of chicken though, dogs do lose their appetite when they get old and frail, and have to be tempted to eat.
    That is a mighty big scar on Snip’s shoulder, I hope it is healing well. I had to smile at Frieda’s explanation of how it happened!
    Buster and Rufus walked with a Labrador friend this morning, they were very well behaved until right at the end when the Lab’s owner put his lead on and then gave them some treats, but he sort of threw them up in the air, I didn’t see what happened but I’m guessing that Rufus and the Lab went for the same one and they started snarling at each other. Dogs eh 🙂

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  6. Tricia Drammeh says:

    Poor Millie. It’s so hard when our pups get older. I loved reading this post from Pearl’s point of view. And, I adore the pictures of all the dogs!

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  7. Thank you! Yes, it is hard when they get older – it always comes too soon. One minute they’re puppies, the next they’re tottering about on poor arthritic legs.


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