A Traumatic Chair Chase Tale

My next tale describes an unexpected misadventure one winter’s morning outside Spring Expresso Cafe in Subiaco.

I usually wait, tied to a pole in the street, while Mum buys our coffees.  One day Mum tied me to a chair under shelter instead, as she didn’t want me to get cold and wet. My Mum cares for my well being. She had no idea then of the negative consequence which would happen because of her thoughtful actions.

I was half snoozing when, a big truck thundered past, startling me into wakefulness. My eyes sprang open, my ears flattened against my head as an icy cold fear spread through me. Without taking a paws to think, I ran for home as fast as my tiny legs could carry me.

As I sped along Bagot Rd, I heard “Bang, Crash, Bang, Scrape” behind me. The noise boomed louder and louder. BANG, Crash, BANG. The faster I ran, the louder the clatter. With my tail tucked under with worry, I glanced around and saw the chair was still chasing me. What could I do except run faster and faster trying to reach the safety of my home? As I spun around the corner into Townshend Rd “BANG, CRASH, BANG, SCRAPE” was still shouting in my sensitive ears.

Thank goodness Mum, who was running after me, finally got closer. She grabbed the chair and killed it, saving me from a traumatic death. I was too traumatised even to say, “thank you”. Mum carried me home. She cuddled me and trying to calm me by talking quietly in a reassuring voice. Eventually, after she put me in my bed, my terror subsides, and I slept.

The next day Mum thought I was fine but I put my brakes on and refused to go around the corner into Bagot Rd. Mum tried telling me it was OK; the chair was gone and could not hurt me. Despite her reassurance, I continued to feel frightened. She tried walking me a different way to the cafe to trick me, but I’m no fool, I knew what she was doing. As we approached the cafe, I shook and whimpered.  Mum was sad as she knows I love my Puppicinos.

Mum said, “KoKo, we need to find a solution. Why don’t we go and see Greg to ask if he can help?” Greg my vet explains he has some tablets which will help me feel better. I’m a good boy and eat my medication (wrapped in a meaty treat) every day for a whole month. I’m pleased to say I felt much better. I’m was not afraid to go to the cafes anymore! Mum said, “KoKo, you’re an expensive dog to look after, but I love you.”

 

Dog parking Signs

Hi everyone in Subiaco,

My idea for Dog parking signs has finally come to fruition. Mum Helen sold the first one this morning to Melograno’s cafe. Hurrah! We will now have somewhere

Mum Helen sold the first one this morning to Melograno’s cafe. Hurrah! We will now have somewhere

Hurrah! We will now have somewhere else to be tied to apart from rubbish bins and light poles.

Dog Parking Signs

Dog Parking Signs

We will post a more dynamic photo tomorrow.

If anyone would like to purchase please leave a message potter.helen@iinet.net.au

Cheers KoKo

PAWS in Subi

Paws in Subiaco

Paws in Subiaco

Hi to all you Subiaco doggies, here is a challenge for you.

here is a challenge for you.

All you have to do is drag your parent to a coffee shop (listed below), look cute and ask them to take a picture.

You will be pleased to know that iI won’t be participating (which will give you all more chance to win!),

as my Mum is a bit technophobic and does not know how to use instagram!!

Mog and Bone are providing a prize which your parent can use to buy a luxury bed or new bowl or maybe some fancy treats.

Good Luck to everyone.

Woofs from KoKo

Ps All entries must be tagged with @SeeSubiaco, #SeeSubiaco and #MogAndBone
Food or drink must be purchased from the participating café/restaurant

Valid at participating businesses only:
Momos Café
Brew–Ha
Verde Brio
The Cat Café Purrth
Psychomug
Little Cultures
Blackbox Brewers
Sorganic Bakery

I’ve recovered! KoKo

KoKo Eagle

KoKo Eagle

Wow, that was close. I had nearly given up on living. I felt so ill and miserable.

A primaeval urge told me to dig a hole behind the shed in our back yard.

Luckily a friend Tahnee found me in the process and brought me back inside for a cuddle.

Greg and his team filled me with drugs so I slept in a little cage for two days,

Finally yesterday they took me out for a proper wee in the yard and I felt inspired to eat a bit of chicken after five days of not wanting even to drink. I was getting better! When Mum appeared at the door I was so excited I tried to jump into her arms through the wire door!

I was getting better!

When Mum appeared at the door I was so excited I tried to jump into her arms through the wire door!

Thanks everyone for your concern. I hope I never accidentally eat such a nasty bug again.

Don’t worry Eagles fans – I’ll be outside my gate wearing my West Coast Eagles Jacket and cheering the footy team on this weekend as usual.

Woofs from KoKo

It’s an emergency- I’m in hospital

Hi Dog Mates,

I have never felt this flat, I am barely moving and my stomach is very sore. Mum can’t believe I have not barked in two days.

KoKo Unwell

KoKo Unwell

Greg, the vet, has suggested I stay in overnight with a drip to feed me water and antibiotics. Mum was very sad to leave me but we hope this will solve my problem.

In the morning when Mum comes to visit I will try to be sparkling. Weak Woofs from KoKo

KoKo feeling ill

Oh dear, I feel awful, my tummy is tense with pain, I feel as if I might throw up (again) and I am not my usual bright self.

Mum thinks I ate too much last night. I kept yelling at her to give me more food.

Or maybe I found something at Leighton Beach when she was not looking.

Whatever it was, the short enjoyment I might have felt is in the past. I feel dreadful.

So when Mum took me to my favourite park and I would not even check my Wee-mails, she knew I was not pretending.

After two injections from the vet, including a painkiller, I am still not feeling well. Even peaceful sleep won’t come to me.

I hope that I can write to you tomorrow and tell you all is well.

 

I am not well

I am not well

(Certainly, Mum’s  wallet is not very well either!)

Woofs from a miserable KoKo