Ay Up Me Ducks! 🦆 Mah name’s Minneh un I’m a Keeshond. I recentleh got bite on mah ear by a Staffeh who was gerring a bit larreh, flamin’ skank was aboutazevvy as Mike Tyson. Proper solid innit. I was just mindin’ mah own beeswax - just went up the offeh with mah Mum and then inta town for a coffeh ☕️ I gorra be honest, it really frit meh cos I got taken down the ospiccle but such is life and you gorra just gerronwirrit! I’m now living with my big sister and George in London which was a bit scareh for a lickle old East Midland’s girl but I been learning new fings. I gorron the bus for the first time, I went up to a proper posh bar and I ate some weird stuff called Freekeh, I mean very different to mah usual chip cob and donner meat, but I liked it. So I guess it’s to say that you can teach an old dear new tricks and you can adopt dogs at any age! Seeyah.
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*translation from Lesta* Hello my name is Minnie and I am a Keeshond. I was recently involved in an assault by a rather aggressive Staffordshire Bull Terrier, following a leisurely stroll into town for a caffeinated beverage. I ended up in hospital which was frightening, but I’m moving on from my traumatic event and making the most out of learning from this experience. I am now residing in London with my sister and George. I went on a bus for the first time and had a lovely evening in Spiritland where I consumed Freekeh with Goat’s curd. This was rather a shock for my taste buds which are accustomed to chips in a bread roll or donner meat. I would just like to say that old dogs can have new positive experiences at any age, so please don’t neglect us oldies in the rescue centres. Good bye.
