Thank you so much for all your kind messages and to those of you asking for an update on Mr Bojangles (Mr B) and Scruncher. It’s always madness in such a great way in the Franks household. The boys are simply adorable and the love of our lives.
They keep us so entertained with their funny little ways and you dog lovers will know exactly what I mean. Scruncher has just celebrated his fifth birthday and Mr B his first. Of course the Franks did the candles and the doggy cake (a healthy doggie one of course!)
How different they both are. Scruncher waited patiently for his while Mr B was so excited and it became one big birthday game. When we take them for a walk we get stopped all the time for pictures (of the boys of course!) and so many ask if they are father and son. A half-hour walk can seem like a marathon sometimes. Not that I am complaining with all the exercise.
Scruncher is so chilled and even at five years old has this wonderful innocence about him. Mr B is a cheeky little fella who loves to flirt and so knows he's a looker. He just loves life and lives it to the full every moment possible. They look so funny walking together and even though Mr B is so confident, he always looks around for Scruncher by his side, and to us, for the confidence to know that he can be the superdog he soooo thinks he is.
Yet any new sound he runs a mile. He will hog the fire at any cost over Scruncher and, knowing he has been naughty, will rest his head on Scruncher looking at you with those huge doey eyes and wrinkles to die for. He always wants to know what is happening around him and who is doing what where.
Scruncher, on the other hand, will just lay by your side ensuring a part of him is touching you and watching your every move with his eyes. But as soon as you are out of his sight he is up. Mr B loves the TV but if Larry is due home on his motorbike I have to turn the sound down on the TV because if a motorbike comes on the television they both think it's Larry coming home and get so excited to go out and see him that I actually have to open the front door and show them it's not him just yet and they are so disappointed.
When they go to daddy day care Mr B greets the customers in reception with his head popping up to the counter while Scruncher is snoring away behind it. It's so funny to watch and the customers love them; they have become the little mascots. They remind me of the cartoon characters Huey and Duey – remember how funny they were?
I decided that for their birthday we would get them a new bed each. What is it with dog beds and how manky they get so quickly? I decided to do some research and found two great beds – any excuse for a shop! Of course, it couldn't be any ordinary dog bed with me could it? I chose the fabric and had their names embroided on the front and they came from Belgium – don’t ask.
So I awaited the delivery. Two huge boxes arrived and I put them in place for when the boys came home. They look fantastic and it's so easy to wash the covers (a QVC presenter must!). The inside has a special bark in it to help with the dog odour. Any dog owner is paranoid about that and me, well just imagine!
So I waited for them to arrive home and Scruncher was straight into his and snoring before you know it. Mr B was hilarious. He couldn't work out where his other bed was (clever me, I had kept it knowing him soooo well). Everytime he stepped on the new bed he couldn't work out that it was his huge paws making the bean bag noise, so he would stand still and stare and think so hard before jumping off and running away. I knew it was going to be a long night, he spent two hours unsettled, trying to get some sleep.
I sat on it with him (and yes, before you ask, I fitted) as he sat across me sniffing and discovering what his new bed was all about and, funny huh, somehow he managed to stick his leg out for a cuddle at the same time - priceless. So he is getting used to it but as long as Scruncher is on his, Mr B will give it a go! Scruncher just sleeps in whichever one is free. No fuss, just a kip when needed please.
Oh to be a pampered pooch, hey? Well, rather large pooches!
Lots of love,