Uh oh.

That’s mumma saying uh oh, not Bubba.

I think getting out of the house in the mornings may start to take a little longer than it already does. A few times in the past couple of weeks, we’ve gotten to the front door only for Bubba to suddenly point back in the direction from which we came and say uh oh and look very concerned.

After a couple of days of this, I’ve realised that what she usually wants is teddy, or puppy, or the pussy cat (original naming of lovies in our house, huh?) and once said lovey is in our arms, we are okay to proceed. But this morning we added something new into the mix.

Bubba, Bella and Beary aren’t the only ones who need to be fed breakfast. Oh no mumma, puppy needs him some breakfast too. And he’s happy to share Bubba’s.

puppy porridge dive

mission accomplished

mess, what mess? wasn’t puppy!

Getting out the door in future? Mumma is thinking that it might take a while!

Thank you all for your well wishes. It’s definitely been a tough few weeks in our home but I feel better today than I have done so far, so I’m thinking I’ve turned the corner. Thank you to my lovely mutts for blogging every day while I’ve not felt so good - I think you’ve both done a paw-some job! xx