Good Boy Rufous

“Rules of Food Sneaking #73: If you do it real fast most people will never know.” ~ Rufous the Dog

Hello, Peoples,

I am Rufous. And it is true – I am a bit of a nibbler. Most things can be edible if you chew on them enough.

Like Mum’s slippers.

I have eaten three pairs now. And they were delicious. I usually tried to sneak one off into the paddock where I could dissect it at leisure, or I’d stash one under the bed and chew quietly on it there.

But then there were no more slippers, and Mum started wearing socks instead and then it was Summer.

Now it is almost Mother’s Day and Dad bought Mum new slippers. They are lovely and fluffy and they will be such a surprise. I have already nibbled off the tags. I’m sure she will appreciate that. I am such a good boy.

Harry Dog and me are sending all our loves to you for Mum’s Day, to every single people, because people need to feel loved and everyone does Mum jobs sometimes, even if it is just for themselves.

And don’t forget, if you get yourself or your Mum or a Mum friend good snacks for Mother’s Day, that dogs always appreciate a bit of a taste of that good snack!

Lots of happiness to you, from Rufous the Dog xoxo

Oh Rufous! Poor sore paw!

“If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.” 
Will Rogers

Poor Rufous had an accident on Saturday. While out mustering the cattle in cold, wet and muddy conditions he ripped a toenail almost off his front foot and cut it badly.

We only noticed when he started licking his foot later, as he was warming up in front of the fireplace. So it was off to the vet who had to operate to tidy his foot back up again.

Oh dear, what a dopey pup came home to us on Saturday night. Full of drugs and anaesthetic and too wobbly to walk Ben had to carry him into his bed.

His bandage stayed on for all of Sunday. And then suddenly it was off!

I resorted to a sock taped onto it to keep it clean.

But that didn’t last long either. We didn’t want him to lick it and infect the wound so now we have resorted to a bucket on his head. Poor Rufie!

Poor Harry is hiding from Rufous because Rufie keeps bashing his big brother with the bucket. Ouch! Our shins know it too…

If there was a more miserable dog than Rufous right now I wouldn’t believe it. But I’m sure he’ll be back to his bright-eyed and happy self again in a few more days. Meanwhile, we’ll give him and Harry extra pats and cuddles,

Hugs to you all, Nicole ❤ xx