A Dog's Day Out

I knew something was up this morning when they put my spare bowl in a bag along with some food and a bottle of water, and I was right. We went for a long drive, stopped for a picnic in a car park and went on to a place beside a lake. It was no good, as dogs were not allowed to go in that water. Mom and dad bought themselves ice creams, and tried sitting down at a table to enjoy them in the sunshine, but I sat at their feet and barked angrily at everybody that passed. The highlight of my day was the last stop, by a lovely, clear mountain stream. I spent a long time paddling, and playing with sticks.

This ball is MINE!

I found it, and I want you doggies to respect that.

I am taking it home.

Eating Grass

Humans have all sorts of theories about why dogs eat grass. Some say we do it in order to be sick, others say there is some nutrient in grass that we need. The fact is, we simply like grass. Especially young, fresh grass in the spring.

Daily Dogwalk

I found an old ball in under a shrub. It is mine now.

A refreshing dip in the river (and a drink).

Let's go home now.

Where rabbits live

This is one of my favourite walks because I know they are there. I spent the whole walk sniffing and looking, but I did not see any.

Happy Easter!

What am I doing? I am looking for the Easter Bunny. I think it may be hiding in here somewhere.

Life's little pleasures

Coming home from a wet and cold walk. Being rubbed dry by mom, given a treat, petted and wrapped up warm. Knowing that all is well with my world.

Top treat

Today we saw the vet, and for some reason mom and dad decided we should all have a special treat afterwards. Now, I am a dog that is particularly fond of fast food, so getting my own burger tops it all. Great stuff.

Winter is back

It is cold and muddy, but despite that I would like to get into that field. There might be rabbits there.

Supermice

The little woodmice who visit our garage are pretty smart. They figured out how to get into the trap, eat the nut and somehow get out again. Mom and dad thought the trap was not working, so they bought a set of different ones. That worked well for a week or so, every night a couple of mice were caught, and set free in the garden. But now they have worked out that if they topple the new traps they can get into them - eat the nut - and escape. This evening there were no mice in the traps, and no nuts either.