Direktlänk till inlägg 10 augusti 2008
O Joy! O Rapture! Mom is coming Home! Yes! Not yet but Soon! It´s official, Mom phoned from Turkland for last minutes instructions. Would Granny be so kindly and have Uno brushed and combed? My Dad has cleened and hoovered our City-apartment. She never mentioned Me. However, us Scotties never shed a lot of hair. I will surprise Mom and Dad by flashing two complete new rows of spectacular teeth!
So our sojourn in the Country is going to an end. Uno and myself agreed that it altogether had been a pleasant stay. The Grub for instance is top class. I´ll give it a merit mark. Our accomondation is OK. My puppy pen lurks unused in a corner. We have our sleeping quarter in the telly-room, so we could watch all late night horrors. We also watch a lot of Olympic Games. This morning there were some boxing matches. Gramp, who knows everything about Sports, said that in the past, a lot of brittish boxers were from Scotland.
"The Scots always fought the wars of others", Granny remarked.
I pricked up my ears, in case this had something to do with me. But no-one requested my gallant support, so I continued to rest on my pillow in peaceful oblivion./>
Granny regrets that bad weather upset her plans for some Outings. Never mind, we enjoyed ourself anyway. Uno reminds me to express a special Thank You to Granpa, who most kindly brought him out for walks.
Good-bye, Camp Country! I think we managed to live up to expectations as Honoured Guests. And now; Home, Sweet Home!
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