Walkies

The she boss doesn't take me over my favourite Malvern hills any more since she's been walking funny and I really miss it. I'm wondering if I could sneak myself onto the train every now and then and tag on to someone else's walk like this fella: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/north_yorkshire/8411704.stm I know the trains go there cos we've watched them from the top of the hill. He's given me a good idea I reckon

Mmmmm

Poos

At risk of embarrassing myself, being a dog, I thought it was about time that I wrote about poos as they play quite an important part of my life according to the he boss. The she boss very kindly clears up anything after me when we're out and about and in my garden although not everyday here. She's pretty convinced that while she's clearing up the garden ones, I'm doing another one (or two) (or three) while she's not looking and she could be right :-) I would go and sit in that little room like they do if they would let me up there and if my legs were a bit longer. The she boss dug out a big hole down the garden a long time back and put what is laughingly called a dog loo in the ground which would be OK but she always puts the lid back on so what's a dog supposed to do to be helpful. They can't really blame me when they end up clearing up after me can they?
PS At least there are no pictures with this blog!!

Dinner time

I'm not supposed to be in the room when people are eating but sometimes, I happen to be there when the food comes in. If I stay very quiet, tucked in behind the big chair by the big cosy, warm white thing, they don't always notice me. The trouble comes when I want to get out of the room. That's when I try and tiptoe out and hope they don't see me. I don't think they do although I have heard the she boss whisper something like "Don't look down now" so perhaps they're just pretending. I hear all these lights everyone's putting up is something to do with pretending there's a big red man called Father Christmas. People eh. You wouldn't catch me lying like that.

Poorliness

The she boss is not very well. I can tell cos she's really quiet and is just sitting sometimes instead of sitting and doing things. And when she's doing standing up things, like today when she's pushing the noisy sucky thing around, she's doing it slow.
She's been like this for a few days now on and off. I tried it myself the other night when my new friend, Sam was round. It's easy. I just stood in the middle of the room for a while looking sad. The she boss gave me a lovely cuddle. She even let me on her lap on the best armchair and I had a nice little snooze. I forgot to keep it up the next morning though so it was business as usual. I will do it again sometime though cos it's a good way of getting extra fuss and attention.
I hope the she boss is better soon. I don't like things being different.

Thought provoking reading

The she boss has brought me a book home. At least, I think it was intended for me as it's about dogs and she left it where I could look at it. Only thing is, I think it would be more use to her and/or the he boss as it's called How to Train a Superdog. The confusing thing to me is that I'm already superior to super.
The other book I saw was much more interesting to me (although I do like the dog pictures). It's all about thunks and I like those. How about this one I made up? If you forget to put the dot on an i, is it still an i? What d'you thunk of that then?

Starlings

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/8389344.stm I saw one in my garden today