Mum to Mojo - Part 2

Girl, you're having so much fun! Glad to see you have got Dad firmly under control and extending his creativity with all those photos. Hilarious! I'm most disturbed by the one where you are just a double head on the floor with no body. Eeeeewwww! 

I hear you are keeping Dad active and making sure he attends to your every need. And that you have also come into season big-time so he has to keep you under close control. Bad timing! Now remember what I told you about those boy dogs - don't believe all the promises they make. They are blinded by your hormones. And your sweet pup-girl face. Such a cutie! 

I don't know if Dad told you yet, but I've had a bit of an accident on this trip. I was on Mount Olssen Bagge at Wilpena Pound and broke my ankle. I had to get 2km back down a really steep track with rock slopes, then wait two days before I could get to a hospital. So now I am in a plaster cast and wondering how I am going to get home. Most terrible is the thought that I won't be able to take you for a walk for weeks and weeks. So poor old Dad is going to be your walk buddy a bit longer. I just hope that you treat me gently and don't barge my crutches. Perhaps I could tie you to the front of a wheelchair and you could pull me around everywhere. That would be fun! 

Anyway, catch you soon girl. Give Dad a big hairy kiss but don't tug his beard so much.  

And big hugs to all our blog buddies too. I'll have a big catch-up when I get back, but hope all is well for you in the meantime. 

xxx 

Mum