My new coat

Linda and David are getting very forgetful. First of all, they forgot to invite anyone to my birthday party, so it was just the three of us celebrating. We did have a good time, but it would have been good if my friends Ferney, Barty and Bess had been there — and not just because they would have brought me presents (although that would have been very nice, of course).

I’m modeling the gift David and Linda bought me (at least they remembered to give  me something). Paris Fashion Week! London Fashion Week! They’re not a patch on the style here in Verfeil, as you can see. This tasteful coat is to keep me safe during the hunting season. Smart, isn’t it? This season’s colours too. My new coat is practical as well. Being a large brown poodle during the hunting season can be dangerous. Those tipsy hunters might just mistake me for a deer, a wild boar or even a truffle. My advice is to be better safe than sorry; if you're a large dog, wearing a bright coat is a very good idea. 

Then they forgot to take me on the Treasure Hunt, so it’s not surprising they came almost last. I would have been very good at hunting down the clues, instead I had to spend several hours amusing myself at home, so it’s no wonder I completely broke the lovely toy bone that I was given recently. Apparently Linda and David had problems sniffing out some socks that were left as treasure. I bet they regretted not taking me. I heard that even the new dog Freddie went along. I’m very pleased for him and I’m sure everyone made him very welcome, but they all missed me being there.

To be honest, I’m feeling a bit neglected at the moment. All my visitors have gone home and I haven’t heard from Robbie in Atlanta recently, or Pixie the Poodle in France and I miss their news. OK, Kandy the cat sent me a birthday card, but she is, well, a cat and doesn’t really count.

I had a nice birthday

Well, I had a very nice birthday and thank you to everyone who sent me birthday greetings. I think Ferney was jealous because David cooked me a delicious lamb supper. Glynis must have been very busy because her cake hasn’t arrived yet. I think my party has been delayed too. I heard that there was a musical evening the night before my birthday. Lots of my friends were there, Linda sang some songs and everyone had a really good time. It’s just unfortunate that Linda and David forgot to take me with them. I expect everyone there would have liked to sing Happy Birthday to Rupert. I was pleased, though, that Linda and David decided to stay at home with me on my birthday rather than go out and eat fish and chips.

Here’s a photo Victoria sent me — I think it would make a nice birthday card, although Linda might need to take a more flattering photo of me — preferably after a visit to Funky Toiletage. I might suggest that Linda starts making some. An even bigger surprise was that I got a card from Kandy the cat, which was very kind of her, but I don’t think we’ll ever be friends. Sadly, the squeaky bone that Lyn and Helen gave me last week has broken. I’m pretty sure David didn’t have anything to do with it, although I got the feeling he wasn’t pleased when I woke him up the other morning by playing with it next to his pillow.

I've heard that Linda and David are going on a Treasure Hunt next week. I hope they take me with them — I'd be good at sniffing out treasure, as long as it doesn't involve truffles.