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So, how was it for everyone? Mine was stressful! It’s such hard work being good for so many consecutive days. It’s a drawn-out affair in our house, being as we’re a bit multicultural over here. First, Nikolaus came and brought Knecht Ruprecht with him. Now, the good news is that I didn’t get hit with a stick, but the bad news is that I didn’t get any presents either. Mummy J got loads of chocolate and Tucker got something from Nik, but Mummy El and I ended up missing out. Apparently, you don’t get stuff if you don’t speak German.

I don't know why Nik likes shoes. Sometimes it pays to have big feet!

I don’t know why Nik likes shoes. Sometimes it pays to have big feet!

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I think it’s greedy to get a toy AND a stick

Then, it was time for the decorations and the tree to make an appearance, along with an influx of brown boxes arriving at the door. Since things started coming through the door with my name on them earlier in the year, allegedly, that my mummies had, allegedly, not ordered, and they, allegedly, found bunny-shaped tooth marks in their debit cards, they have changed their passwords on their online shop accounts. Allegedly. The long and the short of it is, I was unable to buy them any gifts this year, but as Mummy El always waxes lyrical that I’m the best gift she’s ever received, I thought what better than to give her that gift all over again, and took up residence under the tree.

Pine's tasty, if you don't mind bleeding gums

Pine’s tasty, if you don’t mind bleeding gums.

Then Christmas came early. No, really. A day early. It’s that whole German thing again; apparently, they can’t wait until Christmas Day, so we had a Skype conference with my German grandparents, my mummies exchanged gifts and I got my presents from them too.

Can you guess what it is?

Can you guess what it is?

It was a Kong!

It was a Kong!

And this one?

And this one?

My favourite - Cardboard! Oh, and it had some apple and biscuit dari thing with it.

My favourite – Cardboard! Oh, and it had some apple and biscuit dari thing with it.

Anyway, it was all very exhausting so I opted to stay in my cage for the main event the next day. I didn’t miss out though, my Nana brought me a brill pressie up in the afternoon! I got my favorite wicker balls – 3 of them! I was a very spoilt bunny!

And we got a very special gift from Alfie; he sent us a picture of my little bro, Tucker!

He makes that hat look good.

He makes that hat look good.

A belated Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope you had as good a festive season as me!

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That Tucker is one lucky pup. He’s only got his own car! You remember I told you they’d put down a deposit on a car I found for them? Well, it’s now sat gleaming in our driveway, and Mummy J sits proudly behind the wheel of the Pupmobile (I’m sounding a fanfare in my head).

Good looking, nippy and sporty. Remind you of anyone?

Good looking, nippy and sporty. Remind you of anyone?

I haven’t been in it yet, and to be honest, I’m in no rush to. It doesn’t have anything to with Mummy J’s driving, but whenever they put me in a car the journey ends at the self same place – the V-E-T.

Tucker‘s going to love going to the beach and the woods in this bad boy, and Mummy J has bought him his own special seat. Well, technically, it’s a seat cover and I think it’s more for her benefit than his. It’s a nice, heavy duty, bespoke cover to put all the way over the back seats to protect them from mucky paws. I’ve never needed anything like that; we all know how much pride I take in my personal hygeine.

Insert puppy here.

Insert puppy here.

Tucker has a ton of new stuff, but his very own transport is definitely the best! I’m the official product tester for his things so I might show you some of them later on. But I’m not getting in that car. I just can’t risk it.

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Okay, so yesterday I brought you some good news – some brilliant news, but now I have to give you the not so good news – the terrible news. When Tucker was only 2 days old, we were celebrating new life, but little did we know that a life very close to us was coming to an end. My (little) big bro Frodo passed away. He was very very old and had made a mockery of his supposed life-expectancy by more than doubling it, but it was still a bit of a shock, even though we were semi-preparing ourselves.

It seemed like the older he got the more his character developed, and the more life and energy he had. The weekend before he passed he was out in his ball causing havoc in a way I can only dream of. He was running amok everywhere, tripping people over, getting stuck in small, tight spaces, exploring far away corners of the house I’m never likely to find… We all miss the little guy, but we can try to console ourselves with the fact that he had a very long, fulfilling, happy life, and he wasn’t poorly and didn’t suffer at the end.

Night night, Frodo. Thanks for being my bro and my pal.

Frodo

Frodo

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I know, I know, it’s been a long time, but shall we just say there’s been some stuff happening and everyone’s been kinda busy. Also, I have to admit, when there wasn’t so much stuff going on I took the opportunity to be a bit lazy, and when wasn’t lazing my technical adviser was. Hence, no blogging.

The good news is though, I’ve got plenty of stuff to talk about, so we can have a few good catch-up sessions! So, first things first, I’ll just jump in with the best and most exciting news. Are you ready? Are you sure? Okay, here we go… My puppy‘s been born! Yep! You read it right! On November 19th , the awesome and gorgeous Shadow gave birth to 3 boys and 2 girls and she said that one of the boys could be my new baby bro! Now, I want you to prepare yourselves, because you’re about to see something extremely cute. Almost as cute as me. This is my bro.

Tucker (born Bossanova) with his mummy, Shadow

Tucker (born Bossanova) with his mummy, Shadow (Photo courtesy of Alfiedog.me.uk)

 My buddy Alfie and his mum/human/mistress say that Tucker’s really sweet and loves his cuddles. It looks like they might be right!

 Tucker is the cuddler in the back. (Photo courtesy of Alfiedog.me.uk)

Tucker is the cuddler in the back. (Photo courtesy of Alfiedog.me.uk)

So, what makes this puppy so special and different from all the others? Good question! Well, first of all, he is mine, mine, mine! I mean, I might share him with my mummies sometimes, like, when he wants to go for a walk, or has a whoopsie on the carpet, or it’s feeding time, or when he wants to play fetch – I can fetch myself, thank you very much! But when it comes to the important stuff like cuddles, they will have to form an orderly queue behind me.

Now, there are 2 more very unique things about Tucker that not only make him special but also prove beyond any reasonable doubt that he was always destined to be mine. As you may know, dogs have only got 4 toes on their back feet, right? Not my Tucker! Tucker the Wonder Dog has got big feet, just like me! He’s got 5 toes on his back plodders! His extra toes look a bit like thumbs and given the brains of him and his kind, he might just find a way to put those thumbs to good use!

The other way we know he was meant to come and live with us is his kinked tail. You remember my awesome big bro, Geordi? He had a kinked tail too, and he was my best buddy ever. He was gentle and loving and we just had tons of fun. We were a good team. So, Tucker’s not un-bunny-like feet and a tail to match Geordi’s have got to be signs, right?

Me and Geords, planning our next move.

Me and Geords, planning our next move.

As regular readers may recall, Alfie and his family live in York, so it’s a bit too far for me to go to see Tucker and introduce myself, so Alfie helped me find another way to say hi to him. It’s way better than the stupid way standy-uppy people do it. What do you learn by shaking someone’s hand and exchanging pleasantries? You’ve got to get straight in there with your nose! So my mummies got me a nice clean flannel, folded it up neatly and plonked it in my cage. Then I made sure to sit on it for a few weeks to really get my scent ground in, and then made sure I got as much hair on it as possible. It turns out that my moulting efforts were for nothing as Mummy El said that it was very rude to deposit your hair all over someone else’s house, and got as much of the loose stuff off as she could. Oh well, at least the old eau de Tino is there to stay.

The parents saw what a good idea it was and followed suit; they got him a little comforter and made sure to get plenty of their stink on that too (emphasis on the stink). Alfie‘s got the stink rags with him now, and every day little Tucker has a few minutes alone with them so he can get to know us the proper way.

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Tucker taking in our smells. Better him than me. (Photo courtesy of Alfiedog.me.uk)

The puppies turned 4 weeks old yesterday and they’re already 3 times as heavy as me! Chubsters! I can’t wait for my mummies to bring him home so I can meet him, but until then I’m keeping a close eye on Alfie’s pupdates over at alfiedog.me.uk, and watching them get up to plenty of mischief on the live puppycam!

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