19 July 2012

Pin-Up Puppy

Yesterday mummy came home with a brand new Red Collar for me. I think it makes me look very smart and dapper **does a twirl in front of mirror** Hope the ladies can keep their paws to themselves when the see me in it BOL. 

Gosh I'm Handsome
I think it shows my Help for Heroes tag off very nicely.

Some of you may be wondering why such an old pup as myself has a bright new collar?

14 July 2012

Jackanory:- Part Seven

Hello my pawsome followers, sorry it's been so long since I last updated my Jackanory Story but I's had to think very hard abouts how to write this latest installment. 

As you may remember in Part Five, something terrible happened to me and my surrogate mummy Meegan which terrified me so much I didn't want to go outside for walks.

**finds a comfy position and starts to remember**

Several days after Meegan crossed The Rainbow Bridge mummy felt up to taking me for a walk and re-starting my training again. It was very strange to be walking down the road just the two of us, I had no big black shadow to follow, and I felt very exposed and a bit scared, mummy kept giving me treats and chatting to me, and soon enough I started to feel a bit happier trotting along quite happily.

As we went round a corner I saw a Collie walking towards us, he looked friendly enough, but suddenly I started to shake and I was petrified! I had a terrible flashback to the attack and didn't want this dog anywhere near me, I felt trapped and couldn't get away.

I then did what no pup should ever do **hangs head in shame** I charged to the end of my lead shouting and swearing the most foul language at him, and to my relief his owner took him to the other side of the road. I felt calm and relieved that I had managed to scare them away, I was only a small chap after all.

I learnt that day, that if I was on the lead and reacted this way, then no dog would come near me. It was a pattern that went on for several years, and I'm ashamed to say I became the most unpleasant little dog to walk, and my poor mummy was getting more and more stressed about it, but I didn't care, I didn't want any dogs near to me as I was petrified of them, so I continued to shout and swear foul language at  any dogs I met.

On one paw I was pleased that I could keep dogs away from me, but on the other paw my walks seemed to happen a weird times of the night which I didn't like, and I rarely got let off the lead as mummy was scared how I would react if I met another dog when I was off the lead.

A Walk in the Dark **resigned sigh**
During this time when mummy was at work, I used to stay with my hooman Granny and Grandad, and I was always really good with their Labrador Cassie as she had been Meegans friend and she was always nice to me, sadly because she was old she eventually crossed the Rainbow Bridge to be with Meegan, and granny and grandad got a new Labrador puppy called Blue.

I hated her on sight, which I know now was pretty mean of me, as she was just a cute puppy, but she scared me rigid.

Mummy spent days with just the two of us and lots of treats to get me to like her. I had to like her, or I wouldn't be allowed to stay there anymore otherwise, and eventually I started to realise she wasn't a threat, so I started to accept her. In fact nowadays we are the bestest buddies but that is a story for another installment.

My Bestest Buddy Blue
Then one day daddy bought the "House on Wheels" and there was a massive debate between my people, as to whether or not I should be allowed to go away with them because of my problematic attitude to other dogs. 

It was agreed I could go away on a trial run, but if I was to badly behaved, I couldn't go again.

This first trip away in the "House on Wheels" turned out to be a massive turning point in my life...

To be continued:-

Saturday Caption #SatCap


11 July 2012

RIP Lennox

What an awful world we live in when a dog can be destroyed that has done nothing wrong, but because a tape measure says he is a Pit Bull he is deemed to be a dangerous dog and destroyed.

Breed Specific Legislation needs to end, a dog should be judged on it's deed not it's breed.

Join the fight to end BSL with DDA Watch on facebook or on their website this can not be allowed to continue.

So many dogs have died because of this flawed legislation, it isn't working!

Tributes to Lennox can be left here.

RIP Lennox 

You're safe now you've crossed The Rainbow Bridge

10 July 2012

Rain Didn't Stop Play for Long

Just had a very wet weekend away with the hoomans, we were late getting away as the house on wheels had something called a puncture and the wheel was flat. I was going to help daddy fix it, but he seemed to have everything under control, with a noisy box that blew the tyre up and mended the puncture.

He can be pretty clever for a hooman my daddy, he always sorts any problems out to do with my transport whilst me and mummy supervise what he is up too.

Although this time, I decided I'd be better off inside and out of the rain, so I was ready for the off when things were finally sorted out.

04 July 2012

A Small and not very Daft Adventure

Good golly gosh I had a fab time out with my hoomans at the weekend, my supervsory skills were required to ensure things ran smoothly, as I was keeping an eye on them at a fete.

There were lots of dogs and people to meet and greet, here is just one of the handsome fellows I met.

I didn't have much time for socialising as I had important supervising things to do.

The first was to get the stall set up, as Himself and his friends are Community First Responders and were doing First Aid for the event. Himself also makes up kids with fake wounds to raise funds for new equipment.