Monday 28 February 2011

Shopping trolleys

The she boss took me shopping tonight. Of course no one lets me go in with her but I stay on guard outside. It's pretty good as we go across my field on the way and way back so I can have a good run around.
I usually don't mind staying outside and the she boss ties me up by all the shiny metal. Tonight though there were lots of people taking the metal things out and bringing them back. They made a very scary noise and it felt like the she boss was a long time. I was so relieved when she came back. She saw I was very scared and told me how sorry she was. I don't think that will happen again

Saturday 19 February 2011


Lots of babies in the news today. I particularly liked the baby aardvaark. I wonder if one would fit in the little room under our stairs

Wednesday 9 February 2011

Scrap! Scrap! Scrap! Scrap!

I got in REAL trouble today. The he boss had taken me for a pretty good walk so he didn't deserve the trouble I gave him. Although it wasn't altogether my fault. I just don't like little dogs and one appeared out of the blue over the rough area we walk so I had a go at him. I couldn't do much cos the he boss had put the cage on my face which I hate.
It was all a bit bad cos the he boss with the little dog fell over and then my he boss fell over him! I wish I had opposable thumbs to work a camera. The he boss got up and picked me up out of the way but would you believe - that snappy little rascal jumped up, bit the he boss, ripped a hole in his trousers and was hanging on to the cage on my nose while the he boss was swinging him round on the end of my nose trying to get him off. I was glad for once that I had got the cage on else he would have really hurt me. I didn't know it was meant for that.
I have got a pawly poor out of it all though. The she boss has given me some sympathy tonight and had a look at where it's sore. I'm doing plenty of limping to make sure she doesn't forget. I'm pretty stiff. I'm not as young as I was at the last good one. 

Monday 7 February 2011


It's not fair. That Beth comes along here cool as anything and doesn't even let on that she's got nearly 500 followers on her blog! 500!!! And there's me with 2! Where's all mine that's what I want to know

Thursday 3 February 2011

Mr Fox

Something's been digging under our fence. It smells like Mr Fox to me. For once my poo might have come in useful. The she boss put all she could find from the garden in the hole along with all the ashes from the cosy fire. She's trying to get me to do my poos there from now on but I don't think she understands just how hard that is. I'm still working on getting the hang of the dog loo. Maybe I'm just getting too old to learn new tricks. I'll be 11 soon!! I need to start thinking what I'm going to do with the rest of my life.