A Bad Week For Kato

Oh dear, since last weekends relentless onslaught of  fireworks, Kato has become very afraid of going outside after her tea. Hope this doesn't end up being a fear of the dark. Its pitiful, she hides under the table or runs upstairs. Recall, Shmeecall. Even extra treats couldn't convince her that being outside in the dark is an OK place to be - and just when we got her wagging and woofling outside, munching on some Chappy Complete - a barking firework went off!  

And on Thursday, she had one of those bad human interaction experiences - with a screaming, waving person trying to stare her out  "Scwwweaaammmmm  Will it BIte me......Eeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkk..............Shall I stroke it.........Scwwwwweeeaaamm" 

To which Kato responded with "Argh, hysterical person! I,m Afeared" which comes out as "Grrrrrrrr Grumble Rarrrrrr ferociousness"

And she looks bigger, not in a Too Many Pies Way, but filling out in a strong rotty-bum type way. At this rate, we won't be able to pass her off as a GSD/collie cross. Mostly we answer the "Is that one of them Rottweilers?" question with "What? With that sleek body - she's just a mutt"

Sweet baby Jesus and the orphans!

Relieved to read that flist escaped unharmed from the Eddies Inferno.

Never fear, clubs that burn down can rise again from the ashes...........