Well finally, mum’s let me loose on her blog. She promised I’d get a say a couple of weeks ago but “just hasn’t gotten around to it”! I mean, can you believe it?
I’m Rio, and mum says I’m the handsomest Welshie cross in the world – I’m pretty sure she says that to try and keep me sweet. I know her games, you know! I’m one of a kind, me. I can’t be played!
So I’ll start with a bit of a recap on me and mum – you can read more about our first few months together on mum’s old blog here. We’ve had ups and downs, and I may have accidentally dropped her a couple of times, but she always forgives me in the end. We started a new adventure at a new home after Christmas last year, and I’m loving my new yard. There’s loads of lovely ladies here, and obviously they all love a bit of me in all of my flashy glory. There’s also some little person that keeps coming down to see me with mum, in a big red wheely contraption. Mum always insists on putting it right in front of me at breakfast when she’s changing my rugs! Mostly there’s a bit of gurgling, but I’m not so impressed when I’m disturbed by whinging…
Mum said I needed to have my hair clipped off again as it was getting warm, and I was really good letting her clip my body and face. I’d never had my face clipped before. It was a bit buzzy, and my face felt funny afterwards, but I still stood there like a champ. She brought me in a couple of days later and started hacking at my legs, and it pulled! Even with new blades on! Mum apologised and she needed to bath me but couldn’t as it was too cold, and carried on pulling away. I tried my best to stand still but it wasn’t very nice. She even went and got her noisy clippers with the wires, and they still weren’t going anywhere. Over 3 hours I stood there! At least it was worth it though – everyone keeps telling me I look very handsome.
We’ve been out exploring loads since I moved home, it’s been fun! Mum’s also been making me work sometimes in the fenced working place, and for some reason got a bit excited the first time she got us out of it without getting off me. I don’t see what all the fuss is about. I mean it’s only a gate. But whatever keeps her happy!
I’m pretty excited as I think I’m going to get to do jumping now. Auntie Sarah came over to take me over some poles and cross poles the other day, and I’m way braver than I used to be. It was awesome. Then she came back on Sunday and we played with some bigger cross poles, and even a straight pole and I jumped over a hay bale. It’s nothing really. Mum says she’ll put a video of it here:
Mum – I really need some photos to use on my blogs please. Everyone else has photos, I want some!