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31 May 2012
27 May 2012
OMP I'm soooooo pleased I've found my lost Piggy!!!!
Me and Piggy have been together for many years and sometimes I like to take him out on walks with me, then a few months ago I lost him *sobbing uncontrollably*. We had just come back from a walk and found he was missing!
|Now I've found him I'm not letting go again!!!|
Sadly mummy hadn't been doing her job properly, she didn't pick him up when I put him down, I seriously considered sacking her as my P.A. at the time I was so upset!
25 May 2012
Don't Cook Your Dog sounds terrible doesn't it?
But people are still leaving dogs in boiling hot cars!
We have just had three very hot days, with more to come over the weekend.
Cars get very hot, very quickly, and the effect on a dog trapped in a car is like putting your Sunday Roast in the oven. The dog is quite literally cooked alive, it is a horrific and painful way to die!
There is a misconception that if you leave a window open then it's ok. It isn't, it makes no difference at all!
20 May 2012
OMP it's been a while since my last Jackanory Story where was I *thinking hard*
Oh I remember hoomum had put a nasty collar and lead on me!
What a clever pup I was...
I had learnt not to fight the collar and lead, if I sat there doing nothing then it was nothing to fear.
Then I got a shock, I was going to have to learn to walk nicely with this nasty contraption on!
could I be expected to do anything with this nasty thing round my neck?
I sat for a while thinking about how to get the lovely smell to come to me, but it wouldn't come. So I tentatively stood up, and as nothing bad happened, I took a step forward and then another one reached the smell and hoopmum opened her hand to reveal the most intoxicating smell of my little life. A piece of baked liver, which I gobbled up whilst getting lots of fuss made of me, I had done good...
My one complaint was, it was the smallest piece of liver in the whole wide world!
So I started to follow hoomum and the piece of baked liver, sometimes I would pull back on the nasty lead thing to try to get away, but I soon realised if I did that I wouldn't get the object of my desire.
Within minutes I was happily trotting round the room and getting so much praise.
The next day my lead was put on, and Meegan had hers on too and we set off outside!!!
Wow, outside was a scary place! Big smelly metal box's rushing past making lots of noise, hoomans wanting to stroke me and so many smells my poor little brain was in overload. But I was so lucky because all the time I had Meegan keeping my updated on how a young pup should behave out in public.
After a while I started to enjoy myself and forgot all about the nasty collar and lead around my neck. I loved meeting all the hoomans and getting strokes and cuddles, although some were a little rude abouts my small size compared to Meegan.
Little did I know at the time, that this trip out would open a whole new world to me, and from this day on I would be having lots and lots of Daft Adventures...
To be continued:-
08 May 2012
Wow, it's great to be out and about on my normal walks again!
The sun was on my back, I was busy playing with my friends, and then I found it, can you guess??
It was the biggest, stinkiest pile of Fox's Poopy EVER!
Not only did I get it on my neck like usual, I was covered from nose to tail, and I smelt great as did all my friends, as we all had a celebration roll as I'm back to normal walks. We all had the most pawsome time.
When hoomum came in from work I knew I was in the doghouse, she always screws her face up when I smells so good, and gives me
06 May 2012
Ever since my foot got infected I's had to stay at home with Himself, no walks or rough-house games allowed. How unfair is that?
Gosh I's been one very bored pup!!!
|Guess I'll just lay here then * bored sigh*|
After a couple of days of my forced imprisonment, Stalker Cat decided to start tormenting me by walking along the top of my fence! *my fence NOT his* so when I rushed out to give him a piece of my mind, I got in trouble for running!
The whole time he just sat there laughing at me, and I's thinking "One day soon boyo, I'm gonna knock you off my fence, you won't be laughing then, will you? *muffled giggles behind paws*
As the days wore on, I had to find my own fun. One day Himself had to go out, and I found hoomum had left some lovely rolls of soft tissue on the bed in my room *yep I has my own room with a hooman bed in it*. They were just sitting there, asking to be played with, so of course I had to oblige, cos it would have been rude not too. So I set about doing my very own unique style of interior design.
By the time I had finished, the whole of my room and landing looked like there had been a snowstorm, but of course it wasn't as cold, and the place looked like a Wonderful Winter Wonderland.
When hoomum got home, I crept downstairs to meet her, and somehow she knew I'd been up too something, *thinking* how does she do it, she always knows?
But I don't think she was overly impressed with my efforts, as she got the loud sucky monster out of his cupboard, and let him eat it all up. I hate him, he always eats the bits on the floor, and I think he even steals any tasty morsels I may have missed after one of my regular bin raids.
|Who me? I've been nowhere near the bin!|