My Mummy Knitted Me!

‘Mum why are you knitting a dachshund? Am I not enough for you?’ I asked when I saw Mum clacketty-clacking away on the knitting needles yet again. For good measure I put on my best puppy boy expression complete with sad ears, hurt looking liquid eyes with one paw endearingly placed on her foot.

‘Oh Nutty,’ Mum bent down and tickled me under the chin. Mum can be crafty sometimes because she knows I can’t resist her special chin rub so before I had time to think my wee furry body went on automatic pilot and I was sprawled on my back, leggies waving in the air with tail wagging madly inviting Mum for a round of the full tummy rub. We dogs are martyrs to our instincts you know.

After a completely satisfying tummy rub I rewarded Mum with a Burrowing Sooky before I remember I was annoyed with her – she was, after all knitting a replacement me! I dived at the wool and her clacketty needles but Mum only laughed. ‘You’re not a cat Nutty,’ she said.

I rose up on my hind leggies to my full height of 14-inches fully stretched whilst leaning my front paws on Mum’s knees in what Dad called my ‘meerkat pose’. ‘No Mum,’ I said seriously ‘I do not think I am a cat any more than I think that (I waved a paw disparagingly towards the half-knitted dachshund) is a dog!’ I thought that was a pretty good riposte but Mum was clearly not impressed and the clacketty needles clacked on.

‘Look Nutty,’ Mum said holding up a piece of woven together wool ‘it’s you!’

‘It looks nothing like me,’ I barked in annoyance ‘it’s yellow!’

‘It will look the spitting image of you when it’s finished,’ Mum went on as if I hadn’t barked at all.

Spitting image you say? Good idea Mum. I made a valiant attempt at a spit but could only manage a hideous cough/snort which is pretty painful to produce I have to say. Note to self: dogs cannot spit.

Nothing else for it. I turned tail to slink away leaving Mum with her new dachshund which she obviously liked better than me – when I was scooped up by Mum (I love it when she does that) and given a Surprise Sooky. Oh joy!

‘Why do you need another dachshund Mum?’

‘This wee fellow will look great on my desk at the office,’ Mum said ‘he will remind me of you when I’m at work.’

He was to be a reminder not a replacement! Double joy!

This could only mean one thing – Mum missed me too much.

Oh thrice joy!

I was almost beside myself and so excited I had to run into the garden for a minute. When I returned I treated Mum to her favourite Pashmina Sooky which involves me laying my long body across her shoulder and down her back. Mum rubbed my long back gently and I closed my eyes. ‘I love you Mum,’ I thought before I drifted off into dachshund heaven.

‘I love you Nutty,’ Mum said.

How sweet is a dachshund’s life when he has a Mum and Dad who love him as much as M&D love me but I never ever forget those doggies who are less fortunate and I remember then in my pawrayers every night. I hope you do too anipals.

Till next time. Love & leggies, Nutty x

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My new dachshund friend in the making.

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About nuttyboomboom

I am a miniature dachshund, I live with Mum & Dad in rural Ayrshire and have a variety of interests including - first and foremost - the sooky (at which I am a bit of an expert), guarding things, squeak toys and cushions. I have an opinion on just about everything and I am a founder member of the Canine Advanced Training Society (CATS) which is a voluntary organisation offering help and advice to other anipals who are demented by stubborn and ill-trained owners.

6 responses to “My Mummy Knitted Me!

  1. Aunty Hec

    Awwww Nutty, that was heartrending! Whatever made you think Mum would even think of replacing you? I think you should feel sorry for Mum, because she has to make do with a knitted Nut until she can get home to you again. Can you imagine that? Everyone say Awwwwwwwwwww for Mum! Maybe an extra surprise sookie, as soon as she crosses the threshold after the working day, might be the thing? She will not be able to resist, and will become aware of how futile her pathetic attempt to replace you for the working day really is.

  2. Shiva Diva

    What a clever mum you have………hmmmmm 🙂

  3. Whata loveley story Mr Nutty….there is nothing wrong with knitted folk if you ask me….. Clapton

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