The good news is that Scooby's eczema flare-up has gone and his previously bald bits are now furred over.
The bad news is that he's moulting again. His fur is everywhere. Wherever he goes he leaves a trail of the stuff. I've been combing him with his furminator comb and bagging up loads of it and still my vacuum cleaner fills up with the swirling manky canine stuff.
Grrrr.
Scooby is not bothered about the trail of destruction he leaves everywhere he goes.
Scooby isn't that much bother really, as long as he has the settee to himself.
More good news is that Scooby seems to have adjusted to his new food and is slightly less hyper than he was. He still has his moments but he's very much concentrating on being seriously chillaxed...
Still doesn't see the point in getting up, even if the sun is shining.
Now that the days are longer and the weather is getting milder Scooby still doesn't seem too anxious to be outdoors. He does run around like a happy loony when he's out but he does need some encouragement to get up in the morning.
He sleeps anywhere and everywhere, and he does look offended if you encroach on his 'snoozing space'. I think he would sleep most of the time if he could get away with it. The thing is, it isn't just the snoozing, there's the twitching and the whining too. And the occasional getting up, turning round a few times, then thumping back down into the same place he was to start off with.
It's a hard life being Scooby.
Scooby's philosophy involves sleeping.
A lot.
A lot.
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