When my biscuit pakcet is empty, I get it. I like to tear it to pieces to check whether there is anything left in it, and funnily enough, there always is one biscuit there.Wednesday, May 09, 2007
The Ritual of the Biscuit Packet
When my biscuit pakcet is empty, I get it. I like to tear it to pieces to check whether there is anything left in it, and funnily enough, there always is one biscuit there.Friday, May 04, 2007
Queen Elizabeth Forest Park
That's where we went today. We had a picnic and a walk. Unfortunately we could not find the woodland path we had ment to explore, and mainly walked circles around the car park looking for it, and as it was a bit chilly we had to have our picnic in the car.Still, I had a great time. A little paddle in a clear stream makes my day.

Thursday, May 03, 2007
Garden Days
There I am, relaxing in a flower bed, while mom and dad slave away in the garden. Yesterday we all went to a big garden centre to buy plants, and as I innocently walked on my lead beside dad, two horrible little white terriers came running out of the building and attacked me. Now, I am a dog who is well capable of defending herself, so there was a bit of noise, and dad hurriedly took me back to the car. The terriers then started patrolling the car park, looking for me in every car, and dad got worried that they might get a sniff of where I was, and scrape his new car. So we left in a hurry and mom only bought half of what she had meant to buy.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Freedom
They were busy digging the garden, and I wandered through the back gate on my own, into the woods. After a while I heard them calling, but I was too busy exploring to bother. They became a bit frantic, running up and down the path, calling me, but it was not until mom went back to the house, fetched my collar and shook it, that I reappeared. The sound of that collar means "walkies" to me.
Friday, April 27, 2007
A Cool Drink
Sunday, April 15, 2007
It wasn´t me . . .
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Dreaming
Saturday, April 07, 2007
It's Hot
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Another new bed
Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Only people who are really devoted to their dog would decide that they would rather have a doggy day and a picnic on the beach, than go out to a restaurant on their wedding anniversary. That's where we went today, and I had a great time.
I ate my meal as fast as I could, and then went on to try to get dad's sandwich off him. He ate it so fast he got the hicups, and did not feel too well after that.
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