Hi, I am Funny Fing, although my friends just call me Fing. I have decided to write a regular blog as I am such a popular guy, people seem to want to know what I have been doing!
I live in a place called Animal SOS in Sri Lanka, it is a good place to be, I share my house with "her indoors", Blondie, Snake and sometimes Chloe. I and my brothers and sisters were rooting about on a rubbish tip looking for some scraps of food - we were so hungry - when a couple of English women suddenly appeared, bundled us into a basket and bought us here. They seemed shocked as we were so thin and sickly but we thought that was normal! There seems to be rather a lot of dogs here, lots of barking and playing, I prefer to stay upstairs though in my house, much more civilized. When we arrived we were taken into a room the women called the clinic. They gave us some food, milk and puppy biscuits, we could not get enough and all got a bit wet whilst stuffing our faces. Then, it got a bit horrid, they put lotion on us as they said we had fleas, how dare they! They then gave us some pink liquid to take away the worms from our tummies, it did not taste that good but I did feel better the next day so I let them off. They then put us in a big cage and left us to go to sleep. We discussed what had happened to us and decided on reflection that we were better off here than the rubbish tip, there we had nothing, here we had lots of food, cuddles and love. My brothers and sisters were very sleepy as they had been for several days but I stayed awake for a while listening to the other dogs talking outside before I drifted off. Over the next few days I settled in but my brothers and sisters did not seem very well and one by one they were taken off to other cages and did not come back again, the English women and the man with the needles kept saying a funny word, virus, don't know what that means but they then decided I had to be put in isolation. What is an isolation? Does anyone know? All I know is I had to go and live in another room all by myself and I did not like it. I think the women had gone by this time because they never came back, only "her indoors" as I call her now. I made my feelings very clear about this isolation business and tried to escape several times by knocking over a large piece of wood which landed on my head. It was very heavy and gave me a headache. Anyway, luckily for me, this incident made "her indoors" decide I had to go and live with her. I had a few more incidents, I ran into a broom which fell on my head, then a few days later I ran into the mop which did the same thing. What is their problem? What do they want to go jumping on my head for? I did feel a bit poorly on and off and heard "her indoors" muttering to the needle man about virus again. They gave me pink tablets and I started to feel better. Pink tablets only taste good when "her indoors" mashes them up with yoghurt and Pedigree Chum puppy meat, then I might eat them. I got better but then got sick again, this time I went blind in one eye, not helpful when you are a busy lad with things to do. It got much worse after that as "her indoors" would pick me up and speak nicely to me, she tried to fool me into thinking something good was happening but I soon learnt that meant she was going to squirt things in my eye! I was not impressed I can tell you but as my eye started to go back to normal I decided that she was not so bad after all and now I can see properly.
I have decided I quite like living here, I get lots of attention and of course all the girls that come and visit this place love me, I can't help it, it is my body shape and looks, some people seem to think I look like a cross between chihauhua and a fruit bat, they are just rude and "her indoors" tells them I will grow into my looks, whatever that means. She keeps on about me being like a cat with 9 lives and a story with an ugly duckling in it, I keep trying to convince her that I am not a cat or a duck but she does not listen, sometimes you just have to maintain a dignified silence.
So, that is my story so far, I will write again soon and tell you what I have been doing, my life is so busy and exciting that I do not know when I will have time to write again, keep your eyes open though and look out for me.
Lots of love and licks,
Fing
xxxx
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