Oh dear...

Trying to get time on this computer is like waiting for a pot to boil - they never do!

Anyway got it now so time for a quick catch up I suppose. It's been a busy year and I have been working hard. First He moved the Young She's play house and I had to help!

This was all to lead to Him building me a porch so I suppose I shouldn't complain.

Next we've had the allotment to do all summer and that has seemed endless hours of work.

And then He decides that he will work on the porch again... but this time He wouldn't let me help!

Still at the end of the day He's made progress and I have tested it and it seems to work so far.... and it is mine!

And we're going to all this effort because, after all, He loves me.

Helping

Something called 'DECORATING' has been happening so I thought it was best to keep an eye on what was happening and help out where I could.

Here I am doing important work - guarding the pasting table.

Don't leave me!

I know I done wrong. But so did you! You left me alone and I don't like that. OK first time I was lying on the doormat waiting for you to come home when the postman delivered the post. But that parcel smelled of dog and I wanted to investigate - it's what we dogs do - don't blame me please?

Then you decided to keep me from the door by putting me in the kitchen where I couldn't see you when you got back. I got stressed and tried to get out. Sorry I damaged the floor covering but I was stressed - I wanted to watch for you!

Third time you should have known better! And anyway the floor covering was damaged but I had said I don't like being shut in the kitchen so I can't watch for you!

The answer has to be "No nice smelling packages please."

something I brought home from the field

just what is wrong with wanting to bring a souvenir home? even if it is grass seed?

April - Easter and a second birthday

Yesterday was Her birthday and so it was mine too! (Again).  He took Her tea in bed and then it was pressie time! She sat opening boring present after boring present UNTIL this was going to be the good one! I ran round the bed and sat - nicely - with my ears pricked up waiting. She didn't know what it was - I did! Of course I hadn't seen it packed and I hadn't smelled it but I am a dog and I knew what it was! Why were they all baffled? It was dog biscuits - for ME!

They haven't given me any of these before, but they are my favourites. There, in the bedroom, I had 3 and each was lovely. happy days.

The las parcel to be opened was another treat for me - a special Easter treat parcel. Biscuits as bunnies and eggs. These are nice too but 'take a lot of crunching' as she says.

Another good birthday for me! Yay!

Waiting

I was recently interviewed by a friend and said that my next blog was to about the trauma that I suffer.

Lately He has gone out for a couple of days - without ME!

These days are much less fun and I wait for him all day until he gets back. Here you can see me waiting. By the front door. The door he went out through. She will take me a walk maybe and will do my lunch for me but I will return, straight away, to my vigil by the door.

It is not fair and proper that he does this to me, he should take me with him. I ride in the car nicely. OK I bark like a demon possessed if he leaves the car when I am still in it, but I am sure I could go with him! He took Granddad to the hospital and had to sit in the waiting room while they saw Granddad. Waiting Room - get it! I am waiting on the door mat so I could wait with him in the WAITING room and we could both be happy. So he went to Sainsbury's! It was to get dog food. I could have come and chosen for myself what I have. He went to Derby to install some software. Well they don't come softer than me - I could have come. He went to Nottingham to sort out Macs. Well he often wears one when we go walking so I could have come along then.

It's not fair - He must stop leaving me behind. I can do all the things he does!

TAKE ME WITH YOU! please???

Birthdays

I am a stray...  Well I was a stray. How sad. Not really because I have fallen on my feet and am really happy now.

Being an ex-stray means they don't know my birthday and I was too young to remember even if I could tell them! My 'paperwork' says 1st January but paperwork has to say something!

Well He just had a birthday and so I had one too! I was given some nice new toys and some chews.

I have a nice blue toy with a bell in it and a red rubber ring.

The blue one with a bell is quite nice and I can toss this in the house and catch it again. I can also gnawg it between my paws and it makes it's lovely noise in my mouth which goes right up to my ears and is a lovely sound.

The red ring is nice too though and this I can hold in my mouth and pull with my feet which is fun. I can also toss and catch this one but pulling this one is most fun.

They seem surprised by the way I use my feet to play, but they use their hands so why shouldn't I use my feet?

May I say that while these two toys are fun I still like to play with my yellow squeaky ball when out of the garden because it bounces and I can leap in the air to catch it.

Well, back to birthdays. I have just shared His birthday and I plan on sharing one in April and another in June. I wonder what the chances are of 1 in July? There's another in September and another in November but I wonder if that's getting a little greedy?



NEARLY APRIL!