Hunting in the Sunshine

Mummy and Daddy don't like me hunting, but that doesn't stop me trying whenever I get chance. It's been lovely and sunny so I've been able to explore with the sun on my back.

I looked round for something to chase.
I didn't see anything so I tried to search a little higher up.

I found nothing so looked to the right and the left.

Then I searched high...... and low.
I found nothing, and eventually Mummy and Daddy called me back.

They told me I was naughty to look for things to chase.
So I sat like a good boy, and only took a sneaky look at passing creatures.

In Disguise

Shhh! You ain't seen me. I am in disguise, as a Romanian woman. I'm hiding from the gravy bone police who believe I am the perpetrator of a very serious theft. No less than 4 gravy bones were stolen from an undisclosed location by a suspect described as "hairy."It was not me. I did not do it...

..OK, I did.

Lazing on a Sunday Afternoon

Such...a hard...
life!

Tails From The Waiting Room

I’d like to say I managed the stress of the vet’s waiting room with all the dignity and honour a muscular lurcher like myself can muster. I’d like to say I handled it with a quiet dignity without drawing attention to myself or my owners. I’d like to say that, but what can I say? The waiting room was quiet and I was bored and there were OTHER DOGS there that I wasn’t allowed to say hello to.

I tried to voice my discontentment with a quiet whimpering, I tried that for about 5 minutes but was largely ignored. I then increased the volume of my whimpering and interspersed various loud directional barks at other dogs to try and get them to help me voice my discontent.
This didn’t work. The only animal to join in was a cat. “Roooooo!” I went. “Myaaaaaaaahhh” the cat angrily replied.

So I spun round on the spot attempting to attract more attention (the whole waiting room and my owners were all now looking at me but all they were doing was laughing - honestly, humans are stupid!) the only problem was I banged my foot on the chair in the process. It made me yelp, people started to pay more attention to me so I continued the yelp for what seemed like a lifetime. By now I was getting the sympathy and attention I rightly deserved, until I made one fatal mistake. I jumped up at my daddy who was by now hoping the ground would swallow him up, in doing so I put my weight on my fake “injured” foot.

It was a rookie mistake, I admit, because they now knew I was faking it. But I'd at least made enough noise by this point to make the nice vet lady came out to take me in the other room that smelt all of other animals.
There were no other animals in the room. It was a trick! But she fussed me and touched me all over and came at me with what looked like a pull toy. I was quickly told it was no pull toy, but actually a stethoscope that was chilly on my chest. Then she stabbed me with needles! Oh, the pain!!!! But then she took me and put me on the scales and I forgot completely what I’d been yelping about.

I’m half a kilo over greyhound racing weight apparently. Which is fine as I’m not a professional athlete.

The vet lady then gave me some biscuits. I forgave her for the whole stabbing with needles thing and then me, mummy and daddy left.

I then spent the evening milking it, looking pained in order to get biscuits and lots of lovely milk from mummy and daddy. Maybe the vets waiting room isn't that bad after all!

My Favourite Places

1. The back of the car When I'm in the back of the car I know I'm going somewhere different, somewhere exciting, somewhere fun. I love being in the back of the car, close to Mummy and Daddy, relaxing while they chauffeur me to the next place I can pee at. Recently Daddy's taken to buying me rawhide bones to chew while I travel around. I'm so lucky!

Animal Impression of the Day

I'm a very talented dog, I do impressions of other species. Here's my impression of Skippy the Bush Kangaroo.

Respect!

This is me during my Hiphop phase circa 2006

There's nothing I like better than chillin with ma homies (i.e. lying down dreaming about chasing rabbits).

What can I say? I'm cool. Ice cool.

Dog Day Dreaming

Yesterday was a Bank Holiday which meant I got to spend all day with Mummy and Daddy. Today they have to work and I have to spend the day being dog-sat. It's rubbish.

I've spent the afternoon in my bed day dreaming about that wonderful day when they spent all day with me in the snow, I ran through the snow drifts dressed as Superman... ...great days.

Charity Cake

Today at Dobrudden Farm they had a cake event for the MS charity. There was lots of lovely smelling cake. 

I tried to look as handsome as possible. 

Unfortunately this didn't work, I got a little frustrated and tried to sneak a slice. I was held back.
Eventually I tried sitting and looking unbearably cute.
It paid off! Mmmm I love cake!