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Monday, 21 August 2017

Red and White Stripes...


Vvvvvwoooowoooo......vvvvvwwoooooowoooooowoooo..... that was the song sung to me by Benji the Beagle in the shop that I took Mummy and Daddy to this morning. Benji was doing a fab play-bow to me while he was singing this song. His humanmum, the workyhuman in the shop, was telling him to shush though. I was harnessed so I knew I couldn't play but I sooooooo longed to. I did get to sniff-greet Benji but that was all. I did get praise from Mummy for being a good boy! I suppose that helps a bit to make it less miffing that I couldn't play properly. Apparently two pooches playing in a paint shop would not be desirable!

This came after a walkies across the park and along the towpath, including a delightful, if brief, playtime with a Border Collie, a Westie and a Labradoodle. I had to take Mum to 'find the control box' at the swingbridge. Dad then brought our floatyboatyhome through and we are now moored up almost in town.

The workywalkies continued on from Benji's shop, around town, then to the big dark room with seats and a moving picture wall....Oh! and little crunchy clouds. Well, it had some crunchy clouds when we went in. They were all gone by the time the funny little round things with faces stopped being on the big wall. (Mum says it was called the Emoji Movie. I just thought it was loud but yummy).

My bone seems to have shrunk rather significantly over the last couple of days. I must make sure I get Mum to the red-and-white-striped shop again very soon......

Sunday, 20 August 2017

Friends and Sploshies!


Yippeeeeee! I got to take full advantage of this hugenormous garden!

I took Mummy and Daddy walkies across the park to get to the car to go to church, then back again. I got tethered on my megalong lead for a while. I was a bit miffed about that, but Mum said the fishermen wouldn't appreciate my interference! I would not have interfered! I would simply have helped them by dealing with the yummies that they throw into the water. I would have been far more efficient at the job than they were! Huff!

After a while though, they packed up and went so I was released. Mum started off by playing ball-launcher fetch across the park. I humoured her for a couple of throws then grabbed my chance and zoomed off, ball in mouth, into the river! Heehee! Mum then brought out my swim-fetch toys and did a good job of tossing them into the water for me to go fetch back.....many many many times over! I did a proper good job of getting her nice and soggy too - not just a big shake but a full-on rub around her back legs! Heeheee! I think those things she calls Jeans look much better in the darker blue shade!

I was just beginning to get tired from all the swimming when I spotted humanpals coming across the field. I raced over to greet them but then didn't seem to keen to fuss me! 'Eewww! You're all wet!' is not the most endearing of greetings is it? Huff!

Gradually, throughout the rest of the afternoon, many humanpals from church arrived - and a pooch pall too - Bella the tiny Springer Spaniel who brought her humans Mark and Bev with her. It was a fab afternoon. I got to play duck-and-dive with a biggish minihuman who thought he could get my ball off me. No chance! I can duck and dive much faster than he can! It was great fun though! It seems that all these people came to make sure we are leaving! There were lots of those strange humanhugs things going on! I just enjoyed the freedom and relaxation! Even when the sky started leaking!

Saturday, 19 August 2017

Team Towpath Back in Action!

Holibobs over but happy to be back, especially as I've got a huge new bone and we have cruised to moor in the bestest place in Newbury!

I had to wake Mummy and Daddy up this morning. my stomach was eating me from the inside out! I was soooooo starved! Mum says the tickydisk said it was 9.30. That means my breakfast should have been two whole hours before! Well....OK..... I needed a wee too ......but.....I was proper starving! I'm sure I should've got at least double portions for the delay. I didn't though. Hufff!

Having just about survived that starvation, I took Mummy workywalkies. Back on the old stomping grounds I really wanted to check out all the local gossip in the weemails, but she wouldn't let me get away with many sniffs. Huff! I did manage to sneak in a few though - at strategic gossip hubs. I even managed to exchange messages at a couple of them! It was a good walkies into town. The most important stop in the town centre was the red-and-white-striped shop where Mum got a backpack full of torture including sausages. Most importantly though, she got me two nice big bones! Yippee! Next stop was a good one too; Pets at Home! Yessssss! Hoovering just had to be done in the Pic-n-Mix aisle - it is important to leave the place clean and tidy! My supply of treats is now replenished. Life may now continue! The third stop was Lidl where Mum got me guiding her alongside the trolley. She got carrots! All is good with the world!

At the checkout I got to 'hup' to meet n greet my buddy Jerry at the checkout. I like Jerry, he does good ear tickles! Daddy met us in there and so we got a lift home in the car with all the shopping.

We stayed home just long enough for Mum to put the shopping away and for me to make a start on my yummy bone! Then we went off out again in the car to Beeancue. We went into the garden bit, but Mum wouldn't let me water any of the plants! Instead Mum and Dad put loads of little boxes of colourful nose-ticklers into a trolley and then we took them home in the car. They are now all on the roof of our floatyboatyhome! How weird are these humans?!

Daddy connected up the squirtysnake and squirted it into the hole in the deck. Then when the deck had drunk enough, Dad used the squirtysnake to water the roof - and he tickled it with a bristlestick too! (yep! definitely weird!). The water was pouring all over the back deck. I kept my bone and me safely inside!

Once all this peculiar behaviour was finished, we set off cruising. That meant that Team Towpath was back in action! Yayyyy! Workywalkies along the towpath working the locks and the bridge! That is what Mum and me are meant to do! Just 2 locks and the one swingbridge, but it was great to be back doing our thing!

Now, we are moored beside Northcroft Park once again! I may have got just a tad excited as we arrived! I may just have squeaked a bit! Errhemmm! Oops! Ahem! I was a bit miffed though when Mum tethered me! She muttered something about not wanting a soggy doggy tonight...... I don't know what she could possibly have to worry about! I wouldn't dream of getting soggy.......I might think about taking a dip...... but that's not really getting soggy........Meanie Mummy!


Photo shows me - just the top of my head - nose downwards - munching a huge knobblyknucklebone on turquoise rug.

Friday, 18 August 2017

Squished! Several Times!


HOME! We made it! What a day!

We were forever and ever and ever on buses and trains. It started with a bus ride from almost outside our kennelblock in that HeadinBurger place, then a short workywalkies weaving through the oceans of human back legs again. Next came a brief ride in one of those magic boxes (the ones that change the outside while the doors are closed, so, when they open again we are somewhere different). Then came the forever train ride. It was a mega squishy train ride. Not a comfy train ride. Mum and Dad were a bit stressed because several manhumans were rather unfriendly and unhelpful at the station and getting onto the train. instead of getting to sit in the disabled people's seats, where I get space to lie down properly, we were squished into a tiny place. There were just the two seats for Mum and Dad and I had to squidge myself into the tiny space underneath the seats as best I could. There wasn't really room for a labrador under there though, so I had to spill out into the space where Mum and Dad's back paws belonged. This meant that we were all very uncomfortable for the whole 4 and a half hours. Mummy and Daddy were not very happy and that makes me sad too! We were all very glad to get off when we reached that crazy busy London place.

It was great to get out and do a little workywalkies to find the bus stop (and a tree! Phew!). The bus journey was a bit squashy. I had to squeeze right up onto Mum's back paws to allow a minihuman's wheeliesieat to fit in the space with our wheeliecases too. It was OK though. At least I could sit upright, which is more than i had been able to do on the train!

When we got off the bus, we were at another train station. This one is apparently called Pawdington. I took Daddy for a brief walkies while Mummy stayed to look after all the bags. He made me sit beside this strange hard teddybear with a hat on. Then by a bench seat with the same teddy on it. This teddy was eating but it didn't smell very interesting. Apparently this Pawdington Bear is very famous!

The final train journey was a lot nicer. There was a nice manhuman at the station who helped us to get into the posh seats. I had space to stretch out in comfort under the table! Yippee! Mummy and Daddy were happier too. When their mouths go up at the corners it makes me happier too!

At the end of aaaaaaallllll this journeying, I got to workywalkies Mummy all the way from the station to our floatyboatyhome in its floatyboatykennel. Daddy came with aaaaallll the baggage in a taxi. We arrived at the same time!

It is good to be home! We have had a huge adventure and it has been fantabulous. But it is good to be home.

Sofasnuggles time! Most definitely! Mummy......legs please....pillow needed here.......

3 photos:
Mum and me in front of the big red train that had us all squished up. This in on the platform at Kings Cross Station.
 
Me beside the very hard Pawdinton Bear.

Me by the seat with Pawdington Bear on it.

 

Thursday, 17 August 2017

Well Chuffed, or Well Choo'd (Chewed).... ?


Steak! I got steak! YuuUUUuuummmmyyyy! It was only a tiny morsel. Mummy saved it for me from her dinner. She said it was a little treat for our last day of hollibobs. It was super yummylicious! I think I rather like steak!

It was at the end of another day of lots and lots of guDug..guDug on the trains and lots of bumpety bumping on buses too. We got a bus from our humankennel in Avoch (pronounced Ohch) to In The Mess, then I took Daddy walkies (well, a dog has to do what a dog has to do!) while Mummy looked after allll the luggage. Then it was workywalkies to the train station and onto the guDug...guDug. Apparently, it should have taken us all the way to this Headinburger (I think I would prefer a burger in tum!) place. It didn't though; it stopped in some place called Pawth and the grid on the ceiling told us that it wasn't going any further. Something to do with no driver. So we had to get off and go to the other side of the station, wait a bit (a welcome chance to take Mummy workywalkies to find a suitably dry tree that needed watering), and then get onto another guDug..guDug train for the rest of the journey.

We finally reached HeadinBurger and then it was more workywalkies to find a bus. There were humanlegs everywhere! It was waaaaaay crazy-busier than last time we walked that street. I had to work my paws off looking after Mum and guiding her through it all! It was a good challenge! When we got on the bus, I found Mummy a seat and we set off. A couple of stops later, a very wobbly manhuman got on. He was talking all burred and couldn't stand up properly but he made a super fuss of me in between all his wobbles! Mum says he was sozzled. I just thought he was nice....

The bus dropped us off in a place we've never been before and we had to find our new kennelblock for tonight. I was glad to get to our kennel - it was past my dinnertime! Mummy sorted that out for me and I wasted no time in dealing with my bit of the duty. Then it was off to the human yummyery downstairs. I enjoyed the snooze without the guDugging while Mum and Dad noshed. That bit of steak was just the perfect wake-up though!

Afterwards, I took Mummy and Daddy workywalkies a little way along a very busy road and then we found a parkyplace. Well....it would have been so wrong to ignore that wouldn't it? Ooooohhh! I did enjoy that little freerun! All along a path beside a stream - and I was nice to Mummy - I did manage to 'stay out of the water'.....just.....it almost dragged me in but I thought I would show Mum that I do know what the recall whistle means!

Now....If I get a little tiny bit of steak at the end of a big hollibobs like this one......would I get a big bit of steak at the end of a little hollibobs?

2 photos
1 me trying to snooze by Dad's back paws, squeezed in behind our big wheeliebag
2 Me sitting looking very hopefully at Mummy coz she opened the purple backpackbag that I know had my treats in it!
 

 

Wednesday, 16 August 2017

Trapped and Frothed!


Furbal Essences Beautiful Ends! Alledgedly this is a much more acceptable aroma than FishRot Essences. I hugely disagree but do I get a choice in this matter? NOPE! I got frothed! Mum lured me into the warm rain box here in the humankennel. She got in with me then shut the door. I was trapped! She even kept the door shut when she told me to 'big shake' so I couldn't even reap my revenge by decorating the whole room!

Haarrrrruuummmpppphhh! My ends smelled peerfectly wonderful after that delightful discovery on the beach! That warm wet frothy assault was quite uncalled for!

Mum says she is trying to work out how to wrap me completely in something called Clingfilm when I go freerunning so that she can just peel off whatever I roll in. Heeeelllllppppp someone please!

Monday, 14 August 2017

Grott Bags!

Soggy Doggy Day.

We went workywalkies to the bus stop, then rode on a big bouncy bus for a long way (Dad says the buses are coaches around here - that's why they bounce extramuch). When we got off we were apparently at some place called John O Grotts. Well the leakysky was very grotty! I like water when I can get into it but when it tries to get into me it makes my head and tail hang down all sad. Then the water drips off the end of my nose.

We went inside as much as we could - into shops and yummyeries. Mum asked me to 'big shake' outside each time before we went in. I was a good boy and did do a big shake when asked to but I thought it was a bit mean. A big shake inside is much more satisfying when there is lots of stuff to decorate with spatters.

We were meant to be going on a big bobbyboat to check out the wildlife apparently. We didn't go though because the manhuman said the weather was too bad. So, we went into a final yummyery, where Mum and Dad both had pointy things with cold slurpystuff on top. I sat very patiently at Mum's paws and waited. I may just have left a little extra puddle on the floor in front of me coz that little pointy thing made my mouth drip rather seriously! Mum surrendered to my gaze of starvation and let me have a taste of the end of her pointy thing. Oooooooohhhhhh YYYUUUUUMMMMMM! Maybe she does love me......

The long bouncy bus ride back ended at a biggish Tescos - the most important bit of workywalkies of the day: We got me some more food! Well, thank Tescos for that! I don't want to run out of nosh!

Mum says I still have workywalkies to do this evening. Apparently we are going to one of those places where noisy moving pictures happen on the huge wall and there are little white crunchy clouds to hoover from the floor.......

Photo shows Mum, Dad and me beneath a sticky-up pole with lots of sticky-out sticks on top. Apparently it says John O Grotts on top. Mum wouldn't let me send any weemails at that post! 'Inappropriate' She said. But it is clearly a very strategic point for humans (loads of them were using one-eyed-clickyboxes at it). So, if it strategic for humanses then why can't it be strategic for pooches too? Huff!