It’s a Dogs Life!

To my fan club out there I say a big Hello. I am Oscar, Oscar Baby to those who know me well.

I live in a Hotel in the middle of `Dogs own Country`, spoilt by all the customers and envied by every dog who knows me. Treats on tap!!

The honorary Pack Leader Alpha One – allowed to use the title only because she supplies food, treats, walks, kisses and has her life generally ruled by me – is taking dictation and typing up my memoirs and day to day bits of knowledge and experiences that I think should be passed on. Some things she already knows and some things will be quite a surprise – even to her.

For those of you who don`t know me yet – you have a big treat in store.  If I was to join a dating site (not that I have to – I am somewhat of a local ladies man) I would be described as suave, grey – in a distinguished kind of way, single minded (or bloody minded if you listen to Alpha One) and a fine figure of a dog. My ethnic origins are a bit jumbled, bit of Patterdale, bit of Schnauzer, (a bit of Devil – if you listen to Alpha One) and bits of other terrier things which, I think, gives a very interesting mix. I am in the prime of life with good teeth and I work out daily.

I was born on a farm in the Midlands and ran away. Lived with a family in the Midlands for a few months and ran away. Lived with a family in London for a couple of years and every time I ran away they would have me caught and brought back. They were nice but I think I just got too much for them so they advertised me on the Internet and that is how Alpha One found me.  I ran away from Alpha One a few times in the beginning, I can escape from anywhere, but she always managed to catch me eventually. Then, one day , she said `Oscar, today I am going to open the gate for you – if you want to run away `Go Now`, because I am far too busy to spend three hours a day trying to catch you`. And she did! She opened the gate that I usually had to spend quite a while pulling back the bars and mesh, and she just let me out! I walked around the garden for a while then came back to see if she had missed me – but, there she was, making a Steak Pie, calm as anything.

I have put my escape plans on hold for now, it`s no fun when you are not being chased – and the Steak Pie is too good to miss. So that is me and that is how I ended up `living the dream` up here in Scotland. There is not much I would care to remember from my early years – I think my life really started when I got to the Hotel – so that is where my story starts………

This is an extract taken from the reminiscences, memoir and diary of Oscar the hotel dog.  If you would like to read the continuation of It’s a Dogs Life, click HERE ←

Oscar lives in The Cross Keys Hotel, New Galloway, in south west Scotland …