Welcome to my world!

I bet I'm not the only pup whose human seems lately to have been washing their hands more often and more thoroughly than usual. I've even heard Gail, as per the instructions from the government's chief medical officer, humming the 'Happy Birthday' song twice as she does so, and I only hope she doesn't do this when out and about in public, given her woeful inability to carry a tune.

Well folks, all I can say is: "Welcome to my world".

Ever since the day in May 2017, when the dermatology specialist suggested that the root cause of my interdigital cyst problems was my unusually compact (I prefer to say "dainty") feet, and prescribed frequent paw washing, with particular attention to be paid to the clefts between the pads, I have been subject to a stringent paw hygiene regime.

So at least every two days, and every day if I've been out in the mud, I am lifted up into the sink, and I am now accepting of, or at least resigned to, much fussing over my foot-focussed ablutions.

The good news is that all this paw palaver has rid me of those horrid, nasty and painful interdigital cysts, and for this I am truly grateful.

I do hope that the current hand washing fervour will keep all my lovely human friends safe and well too.

PS I'm pleased to report I haven't been standing in the kitchen sink all week. Yesterday I went out to lunch with my lady friend Rosie the Westie, after we'd enjoyed a not too muddy walk in Hazlehead Park with our humans.

Isn't Rosie pretty? I must say I'm rather enjoying Gail's retirement so far! 

Best retirement cake ever?

Cake designed and made by Gail's creative and dog-loving boss (now ex-boss).
Thank you Ali. You clearly know what's important!

BEST NEWS EVER !!!

Gosh I am simply beside myself with joy!

I have just learned that, before we went on holiday to Germany, Gail submitted an email to her boss. Although Gail has not revealed to me the precise text, I believe that the gist of it was as follows:

"Dear Boss,
This is to give notice of my plan to retire from my job at the end of the year. My retirement plans include spending more time with my dog, taking him for lots of long walks to interesting places, going to visit his favourite friends, home-baking him tasty, liver-based treats, sitting patiently as he sleeps cuddled on my lap, playing tuggy-toy with appropriate growling noises, gently rubbing his adorable ears and allowing him to lick my hand or foot for as long as his little doggy heart desires...
No doubt the company will somehow manage fine without me. As they say, the graveyard is full of indispensable men (and women)...
Best regards, Gail."

Perhaps my friends have some further ideas for how Gail might use her new found freedom?

PS from Gail: The first sentence in Bertie's imagined version of my email above was at least accurate!