What an exciting week!
The Help thought it was going to be a quiet week……..wrong!
She thought she’d be able to get a post out before today……wrong!
She thought I’d let her have Sunday off ……… wrong!
If I tell you that the last quiet moment we had was when Miss Eight came to visit you might realise the sort of week we’ve had!
But first. I must catch you up on my campaign success. Yes. Really.
Most of you will no doubt be aware that for the last few weeks there has been a gigantic struggle going on. This struggle was brought to our attention by Wallace and Samuel in The Chronicles of Wallace and Samuel blog.
These two noble dogs sought our support after their dad decided they were not allowed on the couch. Dogdom everywhere rushed to the rescue.
Support was overwhelming. We noble animals rose to the battle cry and sat/lay and slept on our couches all around the world in an attempt to sweep away the unjust discrimination under which Wallace and Samuel were living.
Raffles and I entered the fray. I became political! Here is an excerpt from the speech which I gave to the dogs at the park to rally support for this needy cause
“I say to my furry friends as I said to Raffles, I have nothing to offer but fluff, cuteness and my charm. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in Australia. We shall fight in the UK. We shall fight with growing strength all over the world. We shall fight in the bedrooms. We shall fight in the lounges. We shall never surrender, and if, which I do not for a moment believe, we should fail then our fluffy forces would carry on the struggle until our power and might overcomes and brings forth rescue and liberation’.
And so the battle began.
Determined to stand by our furry brothers in their time of crisis we left no opportunity for support be wasted. At every chance we were on those couches. Sacrifice was paramount in our minds as we clambered up and down, up and down.
Exhausted and scarred from the battle we finally got the news.
Wallace and Samuel won the right to go onto the couch (with some conditions attached it’s true but Rome wasn’t built in a day).
At last. The gigantic struggle was over and we could take a well earned break from the campaign.
And not only did we get the satisfaction of having thrown our fur behind a really great cause but we won a great badge too 🙂
We would have posted our success immediately but The Help had to drive The Boss into Melbourne for an eye operation (yuck).
They had to stay overnight and this meant that the behemoth and I got to stay with Prissy Paws (yuck!).
Fortunately Prissy Paws lives with Team leader and Team Leaderess who likes to give us cuddles and treats so that is definitely a good thing.
I enjoyed staying with them for a short time. I had three beds to choose from so I made sure that I occupied each of them through the day. This meant that my smell was everywhere which made me feel at home and also the pup was never quite sure where I was so it was harder for him to find me 🙂
As it happens he was very busy exploring the new garden and entrancing Team Leader so I had a great holiday.
Now we are back together with The Help and the Boss and the Boss has a very sore and funny looking eye.
He can’t see properly and says it is like looking through a bowl half full of murky water which sloshes around when you move. Yuck!
In order to have his eye heal properly he has to assume one of my favourite positions. I thought he was mocking me at first but when I realised that it was doctors orders I decided to support him and join in.
Having published my success as an campaigner I am going to let The Help rest now and normal posting should resume shortly. We are still preparing photos of past furpals but as it was BD (before digital) they are not great!
Just before I go I’ll share a little something from Miss Eight’s visit.
See those. Cupcakes. Lot’s of cupcakes. Did we get any? No.
Reason for an uprising…….. quite possibly. What do you think?
I think I’ll just go and join The Boss doing the head flop whilst I work out the logistics.
For now, have a Happy Sunday everyone.
Love from Zena, the smug Princess