Sunday Outing

We went for a drive and a walk, where we used to go often when I was younger. My walk was a little shorter now, and I did not jump into the stream or pinch any balls from other dogs there, but it was great fun anyway.

This is me wagging my tail and barking with joy.

A tired dog on her way home for a rest.

Greetings!

Hello to all my friends out there.  I am just back from a walk and now I am waiting for my dinner. I know that a big helping of chicken legs has been boiled today, especially for me, and is waiting to be de-boned. I do enjoy my food.

Happy Days

Yesterday, in the sun  My wound has now healed and I feel great. I have them well trained now, so I get anything I ask for. I am their miracle dog.

This morning

I am just back from my little morning walk.  While I was not feeling good, I was reluctant to walk, and had to be tempted with treats. I have now learned to use this in my favour. I stop and refuse to move until the bag appears. I need one to leave the house, another to go out the gate, and one to start walking. I get one for doing my business, and one more for turning back to go home. Sometimes I stop and refuse to move, preferably in the middle of crossing the street. Then I must have one at the gate and another to cross the threshold to go back inside.  If they had not started using tiny weight control dog food morsels, I would be a very fat dog now.

Last year

This picture was in mom's old camera, and was taken almost exactly a year ago. I miss swimming.

What is that lovely smell?

Breathe deep, enjoy the delicious aroma in the air. Where are we? Just down from the bakery? That explains it.

Pyjama Dog

When we grow old things will start to go wrong, and I seem to have developed a bit of a tumour in one of my mammaries. Unfortunately this has now burst through the skin, and the vet told them I was not to lick it. They have tried everything. First, an old t-shirt. I got that off very fast. Then mom bought a blue size 10 tank top, and sewed straps on it to tie around my neck.

This is me, just after they put me into it. Five minutes later I was free. I just rolled on my back and wiggled like a worm. I wonder what they will try next!

The Vet

I have been to see the vet a lot lately, which I do not like at all. Mom and dad look worried, and I get a little pills wrapped in cheese twice a day. I love cheese more than anything. Fortunately worry is something we dogs never do.

McDog

Super day. We were doing errands, first the RSPB shop to buy food for the birds (mini walk for me included), then the DIY shop - (another mini walk for me behind the car park) - and then guess what! McDonalds. We all had burgers and chips and ate them in the car. Me too!!! I love it!

Grr grrr wooof wooof!!!!!!!

Barking at shadows? Me? No, I saw something move in the garden. Six am? So what. GRRRRRRRRR WOOOOOOF WOOOOOF!!!!!