Busy Pooch

I've been a busy little pooch lately and the weather has been unbearable hot. I might look like a skinny shivering greyhound who might not enjoy winter, but believe me, I prefer it.

Whenever it's warm I go into a state of inactivity and believe me, it's been warm these past few weeks. It's been in the high twenties and I don't have the stamina for it. My days have consisted of sleeping, dragging myself outside to pee, finding a cool spot to lounge in, eating a bit of food then sleeping again. Whenever I've been dragged outside I end up panting like an idiot. I'll be glad when it's cooler and I can run around like a mad man to keep myself warm!

Mummy and Daddy are taking me camping again in a couple of weeks so hopefully I'll have lots of adventures to tell you all about!

Hope you're not too hot!

Camouflage Dog

You may have thought that I always stand out from the crowd, but as you can see I'm also very good at blending in - it's just the white tip of my tail that gives me away...

Wordless Wednesday

Home Improvements Are Such A Drag

Mummy and Daddy have been running around trying to make our place look nicer, they've bought all sorts of new things. There's a new chair and a new sofa which I'm not allowed on despite the fact that the sofa is far bigger than the last one. There's a new computer desk and then this metal prison thing at one of the doors. I've heard them call it a 'veranda' as far as I can tell this must be French or something for 'torture device' as it allows me to see passing creatures but stops me from getting to chase them. While they were running round assembling all this new furniture I just took it easy, well there's no point getting worked up about these changes is there?

Missing Dog

Trawling round the internet my mummy found a blog called Where is Jacob our Bracco? written to make people aware of their Bracco Italiano who went missing in January from Saffron Walden, UK and it's quite an upsetting read. It made me sad to think a doggy could be wondering the streets, rehomed without trying to find the owner or even taken by someone and sold on. I'll be keeping an eye out just in case he's made it up into Yorkshire. He's a very handsome dog and quite an unusual breed (not like typical lurcher-faced me) so someone must know where he is.

Rhosneigr Trip (part 1)

I've been on holiday in Rhosneigr which is why I haven't posted for a bit. We stayed at a campsite near RAF Valley, planes were flying in formation overhead and swooping low over the campsite as they came in to land. It was quite noisy.But, as you can see, it didn't bother me, although I did steal my Daddy's hat so I could pretend it was me that was in charge of the planes. Here is me plotting to take over the world:

I love camping!

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.