Barking Mad

Hi there, it's me Charlie, had another fright today, got attacked on my walk in the park this morning. He was a little dog like me, but didn't seem to like me much, luckily, mum shouted at him before he got chance to sink his teeth into my leg, and he ran away. It was very scarey though, especially since last week when a big dog pinned me to the ground and kept growling at me, until mum picked me up. She thinks I'm giving off a smell because I'm 8 months old now, and I maybe need to have my operation?? whatever that it. Hopefully I can have it soon, so the other doggies start being nice to me again.

Something else I've noticed lately is that I keep barking at the french doors out onto the garden. Sometimes its the workmen next door - as they get on my nerves, and other times I'm protecting my family from the boogieman. Mum thinks it's my age again, so hopefully this is something else that will get sorted once I have my operation. I have to say though she is beginning to lose her patience with me, as once I start I can't seem to stop. I'll need to work on it.