So I had my friend Lilly over to visit on Sunday. She is such a numpty, and sooo rude. I saw her coming in the back gate and I tried to warn Mummy and Fatso, “Lilly’s here, Lilly’s here. Hide!” But as usual they didn’t pay any attention. In fact Mummy even shook the plastic bottle full of stones at me. I wish she would stop doing that – she knows I don’t like it. Read More…
Tag Archives: Dogs
Woof: I Smell Cat!
OK, so I’m a dog. You’d think I wouldn’t be able to type without opposable thumbs, but hey who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks and I’m only four! Read More…
Sun, Sand and Dogs
It’s all been getting a bit too bloggy here of late. So to avoid careering headlong down the blog path which presents you with 56 WordPress widgets you can stick up your arse this is a nice and gentle post about a recent Sunday morning walk along the beach with my wife and the dog.
With the changing of the clocks, the recent mild weather and a general feeling that Spring has well and truly arrived (you thought I was going to say Sprung, didn’t you?), my wife, the dog and I headed to the beach to give Skye some well overdue exercise. Read More…
My Dog Can’t Smell and has the Memory of a Goldfish
The Lane & The Gorse
Just round the back of our house is The Lane. On the other side of The Lane is The Gorse. In the Summer I walk The Dog on The Gorse, when it is dry. In the Winter I walk The Dog on The Lane, because it is wet.
So the other day we were walking along the lane, early in the morning, and I had just managed to slurp down half a cup of coffee before stepping bleary eyed from the house. Skye likes to pull. Other dogs, pull. Joggers, pull. Kids on bikes, pull. Deer, PULL! She was pulling hard and so I assumed that she had spotted a deer or that one had passed across the land recently. I couldn’t see anything. As we continued to walk, she continued to pull, but rather than pulling in towards the gorse, she was pulling along the lane towards some unseen creature. Read More…
Lilly & Skye
Lilly
My friend Andy and I both have dogs. He has a black and white Greater Munsterlander and mine is a Collie crossed with a Tasmanian Devil. They are both girls. My dog, Skye, has met Lilly (Andy’s dog) on a couple of occasions when we’ve been out for walks, but last weekend we took things a step further. Andy and Lilly came round to the house. To say that Skye’s nose was put out of joint would be more than a mild understatement. Read More…
