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So, on with the continuing thrilling adventures of Buddy Walton... ;-)

There was one really funny thing that I forgot to mention the other day. It was Sunday lunch & I was setting the table & as my Mom was having lunch with us I needed more space, so I had to move the table centre (which is a large glass hurricane vase with a big pillar candle in it.) I put it on the floor up the corner & thought no more about it.
After lunch I was tidying up & noticed this thing on the floor - at first I thought it was a twig or something but when I picked it up it was bendy... & waxy. When I looked, I could see that the candle was completely undisturbed but no longer had its wick. Someone (I'm looking at you, Buddy Walton!) had delicately removed the wick & dropped it onto the floor.

Oh, Buddy! *g*
LOL What was that all about?

We took Buddy for his first check up with Jo last night & everything went really well. She loved him (of course!) & called him Baby Bunting (she used to call Rask, Angel Baby ♥) & all the nurses were making a big fuss of him too. I thanked them again for their kindness during Rask's last illness & we had a really nice chat. The one nurse (who'd come to the house that day) was so upset over him. It really is a wonderful practice. I was so touched to see that they'd put the card up that we'd sent them with Rask's photo in it. ♥

Buddy & I were doing some pruning down in the bottom part of the garden earlier. Well, I was pruning & Buddy was rummaging around & doing random barks at anyone who dared walk past our house. He found the mankiest, mouldiest, old tennis ball that must have been Rask's from years ago & proceeded to love it & carry it around everywhere. Oh, Buddy! *g*
When we were ready to go into the house I had to distract him with Angus the Reindeer & quickly put it in the bin (it was disgusting!)

King of all he surveys...

okay, maybe not so regal. *g*

managing to bark & hold onto the Mankiest Mouldiest Old Tennis Ball Ever

various action shots of Buddy Walton - Adventurer Extraordinaire (& All Round Silly Boy!)

It's hard work!

After the bait & switch to throw the Mankiest Mouldiest Old Tennis Ball Ever away, Bud was playing with Angus. Then he went over & dropped him right by Rascal's rose bush. It just made my heart melt a little.
*meep*

I told him this morning 'you're very easy to love' & he totally is. ♥
Of course it's not all roses - he's basically still a puppy but in this huge body & we've got to work on his behaviour a bit but he wants to please you so much. It's just that he can get over-excited & be a tad boisterous. ;-) But Rask was just the same at that age - they have all this energy to burn plus issues due to being rescues. I'm looking into some dog classes too - it'll be good for Buddy to socialise as he wasn't walked so never really met any other dogs. Though I want him to settle in properly first - it's too soon after the upheaval of the move.

He's lying sploshed out in the office doorway right now after working(!) in the garden & he's all tuckered out. This is fast becoming a favourite spot if I'm on the PC, though he has started using his bed which is just around the corner from the office (about 4 feet away.)
Bless!

With a (thankfully!) cleaner tennis ball...