Bones’ Diary – THE BEGINNING

Hi! This is my first proper entry and hopefully the first of many. I first intended to start this blog when my Dad first brought me home, but you know how it is – new home, new family, new things to sniff and chew. I did write a few things which I’m going to include here so you can get an idea of what it was like:

Dear Diary, I have decided to keep a diary of events so
that when I grow up I can look back at when I was puppy and see how much I have
changed, seems like a good idea, I hope I can keep it up, I have to make sure I
put aside a little time every day, it’s just that there’s so much to
investigate….

19/04/11

Something’s happening but I’m not sure what; a couple of
days ago a couple of skins came to our house (me and my brothers call people
“skins” because they only have small tufts of fur on their heads, they look
funny), it was a man and a woman. They were kind-looking skins who smiled a lot
and we enjoyed getting a bit of extra fuss. We could smell strange dogs on
them, I said to my two brothers that it would be good to meet these strange
dogs and play with them in the yard like we do with the older dogs here. They
went away again and we soon forgot about them because we were enjoying a
fantastic scrap between the three of us, every dog for himself.

Today the male skin is back and he’s fussing me again, I
don’t mind that, but my instincts tell me something is about to happen, I’ll
write more later when I find out what.

Oh wow! I mean double wow!!! The skin has kidnapped me!
HELP!!!

I told you things were happening and I was right. It’s a
little bit confusing at the moment but I’ll try to put the pieces together,
make some sense out of all this. First of all the skin told me he was going to
be my new dad; hmm, ok, I’ll go along with that for the time being. He smells
ok (for a skin) and he smiles a lot, which one of the older dogs, Rosa, told me
was a good sign. I was getting a bit scared; he put me in a box with slots in
the side that I could see out of and a wire mesh on the front. It smelled funny
in there, a smell I couldn’t identify, but there was a soft blanket in there
with a familiar smell, it smelled like my mother and I was ok, it was
comforting. I felt a bit calmer when I smelt her, but still this was turning
out to be quite a day.

My new dad put me in his car then climbed in the seat
next to me. He looked down and smiled, putting his finger through the mesh and
telling me in a low voice that I shouldn’t worry and he was taking me home; I
thought I was at home….very confusing, I licked his finger and gave it a little
nip for good measure. I wasn’t too worried though, this was my first time in a
car and I was a excited. My brothers and I had seen cars coming and going in
the drive outside the yard and we had wondered what it would be like to ride in
one like the skins. We heard skins calling them cars so we knew what they were
but how come they had no fur at all?

After a short time he got out of the car and came and
lifted the box out with me in it. I said goodbye to the car but it didn’t
reply, it just sat there. Being a car must be really boring. We went through a
door and he laid the box down. We were inside a different house and the smells
and sounds were strange. I smelt those strange dogs again and something else –
something that I first sensed when I got in the box; it would require further
investigation. The mesh door at the front of the box opened and I took a step
out into my new home.

Without my brothers here I had nobody to talk to about
what was going on, that made everything seem a little bigger than I thought I
could deal with on my own. This place was totally alien to anything I had
experienced before, I was unsure what to look at next, what to sniff next. I stood
for a while, looking around, I looked up at my new dad who towered above me, “I’m
gonna be OK, aren’t I?” He knelt down and fussed me behind the ears. He told me
I was about to meet my new family. The noise behind the door got louder,
scratching and whining; then, in what seemed a whirlwind of black and white
fur, he released the beasts!

I was shocked these ugly looking brutes who smelled funny
came charging out of the kitchen at me. I barely heard my new dad saying, “Bones,
meet Jessie and Alfie” before being jumped on. “Gently now guys!” Dad warned
but they were over-excited, I thought I was going to get squashed. Their noses
were everywhere, my butt, my peepee, NO TONGUES PLEASE!

Young Bones

This is me back then: how cute was I?

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5 responses to “Bones’ Diary – THE BEGINNING

  1. This is fantastic writing Baby Bones..I am sitting here and I am going to read all your stories..you are such a sweet boy… I wish I could see you and give you a cuddle

  2. Pingback: A new theme for Bones’ Diary | bonesdiary

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