Seafront Walks

 

It's been a long time since I last wrote because mummy Lucy was in hospital and really not well so couldn't type this for me. She won't get better unfortunately, but we hope this will prevent the problems she was having with her Ileostomy stoma. She's trying hard to get out with me when she can, which is great. I love walks with Lucy as I can sit on her lap! She calls me her navigator as she says my ears stick out like indicators.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yesterday we went to the seafront at Chalkwell and met some lovely people who thought I am very cute (of course!). Mummy Lucy was really happy because they talked to her, as if the wheelchair wasn't there. I had to walk some of the way which I didn't like, I kept dragging mummy Kate back to Lucy's wheelchair. Lots of people kept saying "aww, puppy!" at me. It was quite windy so we were cold walking one way, but when we turned around we were with the wind so it was much warmer. Mummy Lucy and mummy Kate stopped to have a drink on the way back, and I found some crisps on the floor by the cafe which were yummy. Mummy Lucy kept trying to stop me eating them but I'd sneak them when she wasn't looking. There were only a few, surely they can't hurt?

I met some children too, one of whom kept letting me kiss her head and giggled. Her name was Erin, and I think I made a friend in her. She didn't offer me her dummy though.

 

When we got home I went straight into the garden and did a wee. I'm getting the hang of that, but I often forget myself and go in the house. I do go in the bathroom when I can, everyone else goes in there, so why can't I?

This morning I helped mummy Kate weed the garden; it was great fun. She said I was a pleasure today as I didn't go mad first thing this morning, I was a good girl. I really enjoyed it, even if I did get a bit carried away at times.

In the afternoon we went for a walk along the cliffs and I walked the furthest I ever have. I kept chasing Lucy still, trying to get back on her lap, but she didn't cave in every time today. She says I have to walk some of the time. We met a Springer Spaniel, also called Molly. She was brown and white, and beautiful. I kept trying to play with her, jumping and dancing around her. She didn't play back though. Her owner and her daughter gave me lots of fuss and said how beautiful I am.

 

 

 

Then we met a lady with a black show Cocker Spaniel called Miley. I tried even harder to play with her! I kept pawing and prancing and standing on my back legs, anything to get her to play, but she just barked at me. The lady was really nice and said I was so cute. Lucy was really happy because she asked why Lucy was in a wheelchair; Lucy always says she loves it when people ask because it opens their eyes and its good for awareness of her conditions.

I didn't go to the toilet at all while we were out, I don't like going in public. So I held on till we got home and went in the garden. It's too exciting to wee!

I'm now falling asleep on mummy's wheelchair, my second favourite place to sleep (my favourite is Lucy's bed).

So that's my update for today. I hope everyone got to enjoy the sun. Well done to everyone who ran in the London marathon.

Molly Mischief xxx

Introductions

My name is Molly, and I am a Working Cocker Spaniel. My official name is Steyr Scout (a very expensive gun, so my mum was told). I was born on the 18th January 2013 and I am now 10 weeks old. I am currently black and white but will eventually be blue roan; I'm getting more and more black spots in my white coat. My mum says I have the cutest face in the world, and I do think I'm rather beautiful.

When my new family came to meet me and my litter mates, I chose my new mummy Lucy. I was put on her lap and I walked straight up her chest and gave her lots of kisses. They nearly bought one of my brothers, but my hard work paid off. A week later, on the 20th March, they brought me home. I settled in really quickly and I love it here, except the cats who are really boring and won't play with me. I mean, how rude is that?! My new family also found out I'm terrified of the hoover; I think it's going to swallow me up.

I am a companion to a seriously ill and disabled young lady called Lucy. She is in a wheelchair but spends a lot of time in bed, and so do I. I keep her company, make her feel better, give her kisses and snuggle up and we also play together. When Lucy gets in her wheelchair I get to sit on her lap; how cool is that? I have tried to steer it a few times too and I like putting on the hazard lights and indicators. It's great fun!

Lucy is my mummy and she is the one in charge of training me. When I get old enough and have all the basic obedience mastered Lucy hopes to train me as an assistance dog. I already know I have to take my toys to her when we're playing otherwise she can't throw them for me, so I drop them at her feet or let her take it out of my mouth. I always get praised for that, usually I get a treat too. I also sit calmly on her lap while she drives her wheelchair. Mummy thinks I will be easy to train, and I'm so desperate to make her happy that I will do what she asks of me - especially if there is food involved! I love being called a good girl. I can sit really well, I will come when asked, and I can leave things (such as the cats) alone some of the time. Leave is a hard one though. I also sleep through the night in my puppy pen and try hard to go to the toilet on the puppy pads by the back door - I get it right most of the time!

I really do love my family and I can't wait till we can all go out on walks. I know mummy Lucy and mummy Kate (aka Grandma) are looking forward to it. Kate especially, as I go mad in the mornings and I can be mischievous, but I'm good as gold when visitors are round and when Lucy is awake. How can anyone doubt the poor me look that I have been perfecting? Kate thinks being able to walk me first thing in the morning will calm me down a bit. I'm so excited. I only have to wait until Wednesday!

I hope you will enjoy reading about my adventures, mishaps and all the stories from my journey through this life.

Licks, love and woofs
Molly Mischief