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Monday, 11 December 2017

What a hard day!

'Ditsy Dunderhead'. Today's accusation! It's not my fault this white funfluff stuff all over the ground makes me a bit loopy! It is just soooooo exciting! It makes the whole world feel different, look different, sound different, smell different.... I even tried tasting it but it didn't have much flavour - just cold fluff!

We have cruised. Well, crunched and scrunched really. The water went all flat and sparkly and, when our floatyboatyhome moved along, the surface of the water broke and slid across itself. It was very noisy inside! I didn't like that too much.

The towpath, on the other hand, was just a fabulous fun place to be! Mum says it was a very good job that the light was superb for her to see where she was going because she really didn't want to be going into all the hedgerows and up the steep slopes where I wanted to go. She got a bit miffed with me for being so ditsy! Oops! Sorry Mummy......but....but.....but.....it was all sooooooo exciting it made me bouncy barmey! Heehee!

Once we were past all the roady places, Mum let me freerun all the rest of the way. We did a load of locks and zoomied the towpath in between. Well....I zoomied it .... Mum kind of stomped and high-stepped it! 4 paws wins over 2 paws again!

Mum had to dig into the white stuff to find the handles on the lock beams. While we were waiting for the locks to fill up, she got chunks of it and made it into balls, which she threw for me. I don't think I found many of them though - they just disappeared into the belly-deep white stuff. I had great fun digging and rolling and romping in it though!
1 Me sitting in the deep snow beside a lock top. This was near the beginning of our lock working journey today. I was on lead and Mum had looped it around a bollard (She said it was to keep me safe from the road nearby). The whole world is covered in deep snow.

Close up of me sitting in the deep snow which is up to the middle of my front legs. I had a bit of a chilly bum!
Me sitting in the snow getting a very cold botty while Daddy points his one-eyed-clickybox at me

Me peering down at Daddy. I am at the top of the lock while he is down in the bottom of it on our floatyboatyhome. Just checking he is OK after crunching through the hard water.
Me helping Mum to clear the snow off the lock beam so she can get to the handle to do her pushy-pully stuff.

Sunday, 10 December 2017

Yayyyyy! It's Snowed!!!

No words needed. Just fantabulous fun in the park today before church. The world got covered in white fluffystuff and it was superb fun - added to by meeting Bruno boxerpup and Arnold Choccy lab.

Just take a look at the video Mum too: https://www.facebook.com/GuideDogOakley/videos/1961517203862970/

Friday, 8 December 2017


Meh! :(

My tummy is not nice. This morning it told me it didn't want breakfast. I sat and looked at my bowl and tried to convince myself I should eat it but.......Meh! I went back to bed.

Mummy did her talkybone thing and then we set off to visit a vet. I thought he was a nice vetman. He was a nice vetman......until he tried to poke a stick up my botty! I soon convinced him of the error of that idea! He did do some nice tummyrubs and ear rubs in the process of poking and prodding me all over. I think that made him a sort of nice vetman again. That was until he spiked me in the back of the neck! That was big-bad-nasty-ouchy! It really hurted me! It made me howl out loud! That made Mummy a bit sad too. She has never heard me howl like that!

Mr Vetman said the spike was to help stop my tummy feeling so icky. He gave me yummies and more nice fusses after that. I think I like him again.....but.....hmmm???

I did manage to go into the Post Office to dispatch some more calendars. Mum says that one of them is going a very long way to some place called a merrycar on the other side of the huge puddle.

The rest of the day has been spent on the sofa with Mummy. I'm just off now to take Daddy for a gentle walkies to see if that makes me feel a bit better. I hope so. I'm sure I will waste away if I don't have my dinner.......

.... and back! I'm feeling quite a bit better now. My dinner went down a bit slower than usual, but it has stayed where it belongs; in my tummy!

I shall continue to enjoy the love and cuddles with Mummy on the sofa/my bed and hope to be up and bouncing again tomorrow.

Here are three photos of today's trip to the vetman:

Mum says this shows me being a complete wuss; lying on my back so the vetman couldn't do anything to me.

The nice bit after the vetman had made me howl when he stabbed me, we came out and found a fellow black lab. I just knew he was a special buddy. His name is Burman and he was training to be a Guide Dog, but he ate too many silly things (gloves and dishcloths are his delicacy) and so couldn't make the grade. He is now doing a very important job of loving his family.

Aren't we a handsome pair!

Photo of me lying on my bed, head on a very colourful cushion, looking very sorry for myself.

Thursday, 7 December 2017

Nut Bum!

"Oh, Oaks! You do make me smile!"

That was Mum's reaction when I did my bestest to cheer her up this morning. Clearly it worked!

Mummy was a bit mouth-corners-down this morning. She didn't even bother to put her eyewindows on. This happens when they don't make any difference to her fuzzy sight. It makes her sad too. I don't like a sad Mummy! So I persuaded her that I needed to go out. Well....actually I REALLY DID need to go out; my botty was shouting at me! So, after a very necessary download (or several! - That was a good bone!) I took Mummy along the towpath, up and over the little bridge and into the park. I may have got a tad excited......I may have done a bit of a loony dance - twirling around in sillycircles and bouncing about while I was doing it! Mum called me a 'crazy nutbum' and it all made her mouth go up again! Much better!

Then I found a buddy to play with - a 15 month old boxer pup called Bruno. He and I got on with the serious business of playing together while my Mum and his Mum did a whole load of yacketying. Well....they were enjoying themselves so we did too!

Wednesday, 6 December 2017

Train to be Me!

This morning's 'meeting' was much nicer than most. It was on the towpath - and it moved along the towpath! That meant I got to walkies and sniffies all the way - and back again! The humans seemed to be yacketying all about the trees and hedges and other green things and sticks. I watered a few of their subjects. I hope that helped! I met a lovely pooch pal too. Her name was Bonny and she was a very bouncy Husky x Rottie. We sooooo wanted to play but weren't allowed. Bonny's humanmum said she would probably end up falling into the canal! Maybe she is not such an experienced waterdog as I am! We had to content ourselves with a big of lead-knitting and a few play bows and a little boxing.

We also met a couple of nice humans who are Guide Dogs workypeople. They were most complimentary about me! Well..thank you! The ladyhuman knows my doggygranny Charlotte, doggymummy Bailey and my sister Opal, as well as my Daddy Dixon. She said she was a workyperson at the Guide Dogs National Breeding Centre when my Daddy Dixon and Mummy Bailey did their doggydancing together. I have no idea what that means but it was nice to meet them!

After that, we set off for workywalkies into town again. Yet more visits to talkybone shops. One for Mum's talkybone; it seems she needs lessons in how to use it! The other one was for Dad's talkybone; he needed a new teenyweeny plastic rectangle to feed to it. We went into another couple of boring shops too. Nothing worth reporting, just lots of keeping Mum from bumping into everything!

The most important call was to 'Find the Post Office', where we dispatched another batch of my calendars. This is all good. More shinydisks into the funds for sponsoring another pup to be trained to be a 'me'.

Tuesday, 5 December 2017

Shaved Crows!

Testing out the results of Mum's hours of twiddling with a shinyhookstick and long tails. I think I approve! Comfy!

She says no dribbling!......How rude is that?! After all my hard work guiding her this morning in this new town! 4.28 miles of 'find left', 'find right', 'find the crossing', 'get the button', 'find the way out'........I think I deserve a bit of a dribble!

Photo shows me asleep on my bed on the sofa, with my head on the big multicoloured cushions that Mum crowshaved the covers for.

Monday, 4 December 2017

Beastie Rumbler!

I do rather like this mooring! It comes with a built-in freerun along the towpath, up and over a little bridge over the canal and into a park! And, the bonus is that the route is all so good that Mum can manage it (in good light) without me on harness!

That is how today started. It got better when we reached the park - I found a superb buddy to chase with, roll with and have a good old boxing match with! His name was Arnold and he was a big choccy Labrador. We had a fab time! Sadly it had to end though and I had to take Mum back to floatyboatyhome to fetch Dad. Then it was into workywalkies mode and into town.

The first bit was only across the road to a human yummyery/drinking room. That meant I was under the table on the hard cold floor. It seems it was for one of those blimming meeting things that humans seem to do. Why can't they just meet and converse like dogs do - I mean - like - properly.? .... a quick sniff of the important places and we get all the conversation we need!

There were some nice humans there, who gave me some nice fusses. One of them was Monty's Mum that we met yesterday. Monty wasn't there though :(

After all that, we headed off into the town shoppyplaces. It was great to be working guiding Mum on completely new territory. I got to 'get the button' at lots of crossings! Yummy work! It seems to make people's mouths go up at the corners when I hup to show Mum where the button is! That has to be a good thing!

The afternoon has been a snoozy time while Mum has been tippetytapping on her compooter thingy. Dad disappeared down the hole in the back deck for a while and seemed to be getting eaten by the big rumbly monster that lives down there. Dad came back with very black icky front paws! He seems to have survived his encounter with the beastie though. I took him out for a leisure walkies to recover!

Sunday, 3 December 2017

Workywalkies, Zoomies and Freerun!

Aaaahhhh! A lovely relaxed Sunday!

Freerun along towapth
church with carpet to snooze on
park freerun inc zoomies with a passing fellow black lab, Monty
freerun home along towpath
big juicy new bone


2 photos of Monty and me playing in the park.

Saturday, 2 December 2017

Standing by the Spending Room...

Another day of exhausting fuss and admiration!

It all started with a workywalkies to the train station. When the train arrived a nice manhuman did something called 'upgrade us' to the posh bit. That meant I got a bit extra room to lie down in front of Mum and Dad's paws. Mum and Dad got hot black water too! That nice manhuman gave me some super fusses and ear-rubs. I liked him!

When we got off the train I recognized where we were. Mum didn't need to give me any directions. I simply guided her flawlessly to the huuuuuuuuugenormous hall. Mum says the place is called the Birmingham Ennysee. I galloped along - really excited to strut my stuff helping Mum. Dad was tagging along behind us somewhere. It is quite a long walk through looooooong corridors, some with strange moving floor things. I avoided them and took Mum down the side of them. We were going faster than the people on the moving floor! At the end of all of those, I found the door we needed that led to the stairs. Mum was super impressed with me for that. I don't think she had remembered any of the way!

Last time we were here, it was full of shiny white homeboxes on wheels. This time it was torture!!!! It was full of yummies! Millions of yummies! Mouth-dripping yummies! All up on tables and things so out of bounds to me! Haaaarrrrrruuuuummmmpppphhhh! I did manage to snaffle a few hooverings though. Not as many as I could have done if Mum wasn't keeping such a tight upward lift on my head via lead and noseband! Hufff!

I managed to weave our way through gazillions of humans and found the Guide Dogs stand. That was a fantabulous end to my work for a while! It was time to meet and greet and kanoodle and play (in a restricted kind of way) with loads of colleague dogs. After the initial greetings though, we all to put on our 'professional' heads and do our stuff at being admired and fussed and loved. It seems that this produces shinydisks from all the visitors and that all helps to train more puppies to be life changers like me!

Mum did oooooooodles of yacketying with oooooodles of visitors. She was telling them all about how amazing I am. By mid afternoon, my head must have swelled up because I simply couldn't hold it up any longer so I simply curled up beside Mum, who was sitting on the floor. I think that little snooze allowed my head to shrink again so I could hold it up afterwards.

Now, after a not so good journey home (the train was sooo crowded that we had to stand beside the stinky human spending room), it seems that the glowing hotbox is making my eyelids very heavy now!

4 photos
Fusses from the nice manhuman on the train. He crouched down beside Mum so I could enjoy his attentions.

Meeting and greeting doggy style - a good sniff of the vitals tells us all we need to know.

Puppy playtime. Well....actually, the manhuman Puppywalker had a very interesting stuffed bone in his front paw!

Snoozing on the job. Mum and Alistair (a manhuman Guide Dogs volunteer pal), sitting on the green floor with me curled up snatching some zzzzs.

Friday, 1 December 2017

A new Playmate... Buckie!!!!

Now I've recovered from the shock of discovering Mum's fraudulent actions, memory is returning. I took Daddy for a leisure walkies. I found a new playmate on the towpath this morning! His name is Buckie, a 10 month old Beagle cross pup.

When we first met, Buckie's ladyhuman was nervous because she rescued Buckie a month ago. She thought that when he woofed at me he was being a bit nasty. Between Dad and I, we reassured her, and we ended up with a great bit of playtime! Actually, his woofs and playbows were just an invitation to play. Of course, I was happy to oblige! Hope we meet again.

Me and Buckie taking a little break!

Pooch Pawlice Required. Urgently!!!

I caught Mummy red-pawed. She is a cheat and a fraud!

When I get a yummy for good works, it now transpires that it is only a tiny BIT of a yummy! I caught her in the act of cutting them all up! What a con! It seems I have to do about six 'good jobs' before I get one treat! I'm calling the pooch pawlice!

Mummy caught Red Pawed in the act!

Thursday, 30 November 2017


The quacking featherballs were doing a weird thing this morning; They were kind of semi-walking on water and semi-sinking into it. I watched them with my head tilting in all directions but I just couldn't work out what they were up to.

The grass was all white and crunchy under my paws and the mud was no longer squishy-slippy for Mum. The water was all kind of flat and not moving. It was most peculiar. Where the trees were moulting, the 'furs' they were shedding were kind of bouncing and skidding across the top of the water. 

All this meant that Mum and I just went for a pleasure workywalkies instead of going straight into team-towpath mode. Apparently, it is not a good idea to move our floatyboatyhome through solid water unless really necessary. It clearly wasn't necessary this morning! So, after a pleasant walkies, it was back to snooze by the warmth of the glowing hotbox.

A bit later though, we did set off and conquered 11 locks in total. It was a tad chilly on my botty when I had to sit and wait while Mum did all the hefting and winding stuff, but it was good to be in action. When we were cruising aboard our floatyboatyhome, there were some stretches where the water was still quite solid on top. In these bits, there was a loud 'pyoing-pyoing-pyoing' and lots of crunching noise. I was a little bit worried about this to begin with, but Mum and Dad seemed relaxed enough so I just settle down on the back deck to watch the strange flat water go by in slices.

Photo shows Mum and me workywalkiesing along the towpath. There is a floatyboat beside us, which is ahead of Dad on our floatyboatyhome. We shared most of the locks with this one.

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

A Nice Selection!

Mummy's hairy hero! That's me apparently!

We've been working locks together again today - 12 of them! It has been great! I've had lots of edible backup to Mum's praise! I think it means I'm doing a good job. The last few locks were the best though; I got to enjoy a freerun while Mum did all the hefty windy-uppy-windy-downy-pushy-pully-stuff. It all started when a couple of playful pooch pals came by. Mum was nice to me by taking off my harness and lead and letting me 'Go play'. It was only a brief play as they were only passing, but it was a little time of fun anyway. Then, because the light was good and that bit of towpath was really clear and good for Mum, I got to 'freewalk' the rest of the way with her. She says that it is easy to find her way on a gravel path because, if she strays from it, she doesn't crunch anymore! I just pottered around enjoying a sniff here and a weemail there.....and then walked down to the next lock with Mum, waited while she did her stuff then walked back up to supervise her shutting the previous one again after Dad had driven our floatyboatyhome out. We zig-zagged to and fro the distance several times over that way. That meant I got to double and treble check all the local weemail gossip on the way!

These locks have quite high up platform areas around the beams on the bottom gates (the bottom ones are the biggest ones). These have a level access at the top but a sheer drop at the bottom; kind of a wall going down to the grass below. One of them though had a step down even on the top side. I was waiting with Mum while she did her hefting stuff and, just as she was about to fall off this step, I managed to plonk myself across in front of her and prevent her from going any further. I am sure she hadn't realised there was a step there! I got lots of soppy hugs and fusses after that! And a nice selection from Mum's pocket too! Yummmmmm!

Tuesday, 28 November 2017

Super Sized Carrot!

Team Towpath par Excellence!

Just Mum and me and miles of mud! We did good methinks!

Mum dug out my scruffy old harness - the one that is reserved for working in yucky conditions. I'm very glad we didn't meet anyone! The shame of it! That harness is soooo tatty! Anyway, we set off workywalkiesing the towpath. The big glowball in the sky was super bright and kind of low down, and we were walking straight towards it, so Mum really couldn't see where she was going. At first it was OK; a bit squishy underpaw but not too bad. Mum was doing well on that. Then it all got squishier and slippyer and ickyer. Mum kept saying "Wowowowo". I thought she was trying to be a hound! After a couple of such baying sessions though, I sussed it! She was finding it hard to walk. Silly two-legs were slip-sliding all over the place. Sturdy four-legs had no problem! Once I had worked that one out though, I was ready to slow down and warn Mum with a knee-nuzzle when we came to such icky bits. That, apparently was very pleasing! Very good work! Work worth a yummy!

On some stretches, the path got really narrow and so Mum did her lead-through-harness-handle thing and gave me the command "Go ahead". I like doing this. It is a great opportunity for me to truly show Mum what I can do. It also gives me good chances to sneak in a bit extra sniffing of local weemail gossip! Heehee! Mum can't lift my head up when we are working in this mode! She can biff me up the bum though! Huff! There were a few icky patches in our 'go ahead' stretches, so I slowed right down and looked back at Mum to make sure she got the message and was careful.

We made it! No slips. No mishaps. we got back aboard floatyboatyhome and I got the biggest carrot Mum could find! Yummmmy!

Monday, 27 November 2017

Bouncing Bum!

Ouchy leakysky!

I took Mummy and Daddy on a big workywalkies and busridies. We went to a floatyboatyvet place (our floatyboatyhome is not poorly though so nothing to worry about). I got to stay with a nice manhuman in the office while Mummy and Daddy went to see inside another floatyboat. After that, we walked to the bus stop, then went into Rugby again. First stop was the Post Office (big triumphant bum bounce just inside the door when Mum told me how clever I am to 'Find the Post Office'! - clever enough for TWO treats!). Second stop was the Opticians (I found that too!) where Mum got her new eyewindows. Then a humanyummyery where i simply had to lie down under the table and dream of the bacon I could smell. Huff!

Third stop was the talkybone shop again. Thankfully we didn't stay long this time. Just long enough for Mum to get something sorted out on her new talkybone and for me to get a few fusses!

After a bit more wandering around Rugby town shoppyplace, in and out of a few other shops, we caught another bus and then workywalkiesded to a foodyshop called Aldi. That was fine, I directed Mum successfully around there and she did the right thing by getting a big bag of carrots! It was after we left there and were walking back to our floatyboatyhome that the ouchies happened. The sky started to leak. At first it was just about tolerable (I don't like workywalkies with leakyskies but when it is just a bit damp I can put up with it). Then it started to get soggy enough to be running off my nose. That makes my head hang low. I don't like it! But it got even worse when the sky started flinging little tiny ouchy white balls at us too! That was just not nice at all! Hooooowwwwwlllll!

Thankfully, it didn't last long and we made it home to get a good towelrub to make it all better again. The sofa has been a pleasant, warm, dry place to snooze away the rest of the afternoon!

Sunday, 26 November 2017


A good Sunday today!

Workywalkies to a new church.

New humanfriends to meet n greet. (and pose for one-eyed-clickybox)
New hoovering territory - it seems that something called cheesecake goes a good splat when it is dropped on the floor but it was delicious to help with the clean up operation!

Workywalkies back, via a park for a freerun - Yippeeee!

Three locks to work with Mummy (well, actually two with Mummy and the last one with Daddy because it got too dark for Mummy).

Then Bone time! It is finished now so there's only one thing left to do to round off a good day; Sofasnuggles with Mummy! Mmmmmzzzzzzz......

Photo shows Mummy and me posing in the middle of the room where church was this morning. A nice ladyhuman is poining her talkybone at us to take a photo.

Saturday, 25 November 2017

All Fussed Out!

My minions did good! All calendars ordered so far are now on their way! I supervised their packing by Mum, the squiggles on the white rectangles by Dad, then I escorted Dad to the Post Office to ask the ladyhuman there to send them on their way.

In the rest of life: Visitors! Doggy visitors! Yippeee! Max and Tizzy came to visit. We were only allowed to play on long leads just outside on the towpath but it was great to do that. Oh.....they brought their humans with them too so I got to clean Pete's ears out for him again!

That was only a brief visit before workywalkies to the bus stop, then into Rugby town. More workywalkies got us to a few shops including one where Mum got new pawcovers, and one where I got some lovely fusses! Oh....and Mum spent forever playing with a talkybone. Eventually, she came out with that talkybone in her pocket! By this time, I was all fussed out by the nice manhuman workyperson in there, and I was starving too! It was almost my dinnertime! I had to do more workywalkies and bus stop finding first though - then the journey on the bus. I eventually got my picnic dinner in a corner in Tesco's! I just about survived long enough to guide Mum there!

Then, I had a smidgen of energy to fuel me to guide Mum to the next adventure. First of all, we went up the hill and over the bridge, so I tried to guide Mum to where home used to be; beside the little parky area. She said 'No. Not today. Straight on'. I did, but I had to give her the nuzzle on the knee to check. The nuzzle that says 'Are you sure? I'm not convinced this is the right way!'. Then she gave me the clearer direction; ' Let's go find Jasper'. Well......THAT was a good instruction! I knew exactly which way to go! Around the corner, follow the pavement around, then cross the road at the crossing, turn right, find the tunnel and go through it, then through the twitten and follow round to the left! Yesssss! It was very dark so Mum had to trust me. I didn't let her down! Well....I wouldn't want to miss a meet up with my buddy Jasper!

It was a fab evening of doggy snogging and fun and ear-chewing and...well....doggy play stuff! I think the humans enjoyed their noshing and yacketying too....I guess so anyway......I can't say I took too much notice really.......Jasper fun was much more important! Oh....and a bit of hoovering duty under a microhuman in a chair on sticks! I shared that duty with Jasper. We did a thorough job between us!

Photo of me enjoying some super fuss time with the workymanhuman in the talkybone shop.

Thursday, 23 November 2017


'Back to basics'. That's what Mum called it. 'Yummy work' was what I called it!

It seems that today is a day of having nowhere to go. A rarity for us. So, this morning, Mum and I left Dad at home to do his clicketyfingersy stuff and we went off to remember some of the streets around this Hillmorton place. It wasn't a long route; maybe a couple of miles or so. Mum made me work really hard though. She said it would do us both good to remember some old basics of our working. So, we stopped firmly at every kerb, I had to wait for the 'forward' command before taking Mum across the road. (I have got into a bit of a habit of telling Mum when to go - apparently she is supposed to be in charge! Hmmmm.....not sure what to think about this....), I didn't get away with any sniffing (HUFFFFF! But there are sooooo many strategic weemail hubs around here!), and I had to take Mum to kerbs and stop before making any turns around corners. (Kerbs are reference points for navigation).

Every time I did good I got a yummy and some praise! It was a worthwhile 'reminder'!

The rest of the day has been hard work - on my jaws! A new bone!!!!! Yummmmmmm! Now it seems that Dad needs a walkies so please excuse me - duty calls!

Wednesday, 22 November 2017


Bleugh! That snack was good when I found it but not nice when it reappeared!

I managed to find my way out of floatyboatyhome and through the hedge. There are some baa-ing four-legged clouds there and I wandered in to say hello. I found some very yummy nuggets on the ground and managed to snaffle a few before Dad spoiled my fun and hoicked me back. I don't think Mum or Dad were too impressed with me. Oooooops! :(

We had visitors; two growed up humans; Simon (with lots of fur on his chin - rather like a Schnauzer!) and Esther, plus two minihumans; Livvy and Noah. Livvy is a bit like Mummy; she has eyesight in need of a me! She says she might have a me one day when she gets a bit bigger. Of course, all this meant ooooooodles of human yacketying going on and they had something called 'cake' to munch too. I was feeling a bit sorry for myself though, so I want and laid down in a dark place! That was when my tummy turned the wrong way and emptied onto the floor!

I am OK again now though. The pictures of me in my 2018 calendar are all nice happy healthy photos! If you want a handsome boy on your wall then get your order in very soon as they are selling fast. That means we are raising some good shinydisks to sponsor another puppy to train to be a 'me'. Maybe one that could be for Livvy one day soon.....


Tuesday, 21 November 2017

Felt a Bit of a Prick...

He stabbed me! I thought he was a nice vetman. He started off nice with fusses and tummytickles. I rolled onto my back for the bestest effects. Then he got a shiny spike and stabbed me in the neck! Hooowwwwlllll!

I took Mummy workywalkies on a nice route to Tesco this morning - the long way round - via two stretches of pathways with no roads. Nice big clear pathways with big bright white line along the middle that Mummy could see to follow. That meant I got to FREERUNNNNNN those bits! Yippeeeee! Only shortish freeruns - with workywalkies in between to get Mummy across a big beastie road and along a stretch of pavement - but freeruns nonetheless!

When we got to Tesco, I managed to guide Mum straight to the carrots! Yess! She didn't even need to ask me! She says she wasn't actually planning on getting carrots - well, that was a mistaken plan that simply HAD to be corrected! My bum bounced quite spectacularly when it triumphantly whumped on the floor to declare my expert work! Mum DID get some carrots; some nice big juicy carrots! Error of judgement corrected!

After that, a nice lie down on the back deck to watch the water glide by was welcome, and a new garden is always good to explore! We are now in a place Mum says is called Hillmorton. I remember it. Mum says we were here nearly four years ago when we first became floatyboaters. I remembered the way to the shoppy street though! That was when we visited the vet. Mum says that is me all sorted and safe for another year. How can a stab in the neck be 'safe'? Huh??

The yummies that Mum gave me helped to take away the ouch and the terrors! I think I forgive her.....and I did manage to give the vetman a waggytailed goodbye.....

Photo shows me lying on my back on the floor, legs in the air, with the vetman giving me a bellytickle.

Monday, 20 November 2017


Five miles of soggy workywalkies! Ugh! Actually, it was more workyploddies. I hate working when the sky is leaky. It makes my head hang low, then the drips run off the end of my nose and I have to sniff every leaf on the way to find out if any fellow pooches are as miserable as me! The towelrub when we got home was good though, then the cozy sofasnoozy afternoon was worth having.

Then I got to take Daddy on a leisure walkies but only to a really boring place called Wicks. NOTHING even vaguely edible or worth sniffing in there! Then, on a very brief trip into Tesco, I was tugged, protesting, straight past the aisle with the doggyuumies in it! Not Fair!

I shall cheer myself up by reminding you all about my calendars. They are selling fast, so please do hurry up and get your orders in. ALL the shinydisks raised from these will go toward my fundraising to sponsor another puppy to train to become as awesome as me! Well...maybe nearly....

Sunday, 19 November 2017

House Arrest!

Jasper! My long missed buddy!

I first met Jasper when he was a diddy pup. He came to visit us aboard our floatyboatyhome. It has been forever since then and we have missed each other sooooo much! Today we were reunited and had a great time getting reacquainted. Jasper is a little Staffie x Frenchie. The poor boy is on something called 'house arrest'. He isn't allowed out at all except to weemail in the garden. That sounds horrific! His humandad said it is because he has a poorly back and is confined to quarters on vet's orders. I did my bestest to cheer him up today. We had a great ear-chewing, kanoodling, rolling session in his lounge. Jasper, I hope you get out of prison soon! I wanna go play properly with you buddy!

In other news today: It was a long workywalkies to church this morning and the grass was all white and crunchy! When I watered it, it hissed and huffed at me! We didn't return by the usual route though - so no freerun! Humph! Instead, it was another long workywalkies to a human yummyery. After a little lie down there, some long missed human buddies arrived! Jan and Lizzie and Adrian Yummyears Hartopp! Ooooooh! that was a lovely waggytail-earlicking-doggykisses reunion! After that Adrian got up and greeted Mum and Dad too!

It was a long under-the-table snooze session but afterwards, I got to ride in the back of their car with Lizzie. That was nice to have company in my space in the car! We went to their house and that was where the bestest reunion happened! That was where Jasper came dashing out to meet n greet me!

Two photos of me and Jasper kanoodling. Jasper is a white-with-grey-patches Staffie x French Bulldog.

Saturday, 18 November 2017

Three Bus Rides and a Train Ride!

Home again - all cozy and dozy!

That London malarkey is exhausting!

Three bus rides and a train ride all had my head getting heavy. Now, back home aboard floatyboatyhome, with the hotbox glowing and Mum sharing my bed on the sofa, I really don't seem to be able to keep my eyelids open either.....zzzzzz.....

2 photos;
Dozing on the bus.

Curled up all cozy on my bed on the sofa.

Aunty Debbi is now a Master!

Second attempt to tell you all about the strange day yesterday. I tippetytapped it all but it all went on a huff and wouldn't puplish.

The day started with a nice challenge of a workywalkies - all on completely new territory. I even had to take Mum on an 'offkerb' because a tree was blocking the pavement!

We arrived at a hugantic building and went inside. There we found Ryan and Debbi. Everyone was covered in posh fursubstitutes, including Mummy and Daddy (a rare covering!). Like lots and lots of people there, Debbi not only had posh togs on but also a big floatyflappy black fursubstitute with blue and grey bits on it, and an upside-down dogbowl on her head!

All the people wearing these peculiar things went up onto a highfloor, jiggled paws with some other manhumans who were up there, also wearing strange things. While all this was going on, the people on all the seats did endless lots of front-paw-banging-together. Then we spent ages in another part of the huuuuuge place where the humans all had long skinny bowls on sticks, with bubbly water inside. There was a few tiny morsels for me to hoover on the floor, and loads and loads of fusses and admirations to enjoy!

After all this and loads of one-eyed-clickybox posing, we set off on another workywalkies ending in a lie down under a table in a human yummyery. Then another workywalkies to find Ryan's car. I got to ride in the front, between Mum's back paws and we went to Debbi Ryan's house - and that wonderful huge garden! Yippee! That was a very welcome game of ducking and diving and rough and tumble with Ryan was fabtabulous! After a snooze on the carpet while loads of yacketying went on, and a close encounter with a hissing furball, we got back into Ryan's car and he delivered us back to our humankennelblock. This gave me the opportunity to polish off my lovely bone. I just about managed it before my head became too heavy to hold up any longer!

4 photos:
Me posing with Debbi and Ryan in their posh togs. Debbi is also wearing that strange black floaty thing and the upside down dogbowl on her head.

Debbi on the highfloor jiggling paws with another strangely clad manhuman. There is a huge Debbi on the wall behind them too!

Debbi posing in her upside-down-dogbowl and floatygown. Behind her is a wall with squiggles on it. Mum says those squiggles say 'University of West London'.

Me in the front of Ryan's car, snuggled between Mum's back legs.

Thursday, 16 November 2017

Eat Your Heart Out, Ralph McTell!

Have you seen the Guide Dog
Who walks the streets of London
Guiding his Mum
with his harness on?

He’s no time for plodding
He just keeps right on striding
Weaving his Mum

through all the crowds

So how can you tell me I’m naughty
And say for me that I’m wearing out?
Let Mum take me by the handle
lead her through the streets of London
Show her how I still work my paws off!

Yep! London again. Workywalkies, train, workywalkies, bug red bus, workywalkies, big red bus, workywalkies, big red bus, workywalkies........and now.....bone munching relaxation in a humankennelblock!

Wednesday, 15 November 2017

Cleaning Job!

Yummy manhuman!

After a fairly mundane workywalkies with Mummy (it seems The Range in the new Dullelm! and this time, she managed to resist my attempts to get her to the good aisle!), I got to take Daddy on a leisure walkies to a red and white striped shop. It was a GOOD trip! Not only did I get bones, but I also got to make a new humanfriend who had seriously yummy front paws! He said something about needing to go and give them a good wash before going back behind the counter. I don't know why - I thought I did a superb job of cleaning them for him!

Photo shows me inside a butcher shop, enjoying a wonderful fuss time with the butch man who is bending down with his hands by my face. He is wearing a white fursubstitute and a stripey long bib, and a white hat.

Tuesday, 14 November 2017

Sooooooo Good!

YaaayyHayyyy! I had a playdate!

It all started with workywalkies to the bus stop, then around town. First came 'Find Specsavers'. Done! No problem! That seemed to be a quick visit just for Mum to collect a little white rectangle called a 'priscispshun' or something. Anyway, I managed to attract some nice fusses so that was all good!

Next came a bit more workywalkies around to a different bit of town and 'Find the optician'. That was the little shop with the step outside and nice fuss-giving humans inside - oh - and lots and lots of racks of eye-windows! This visit got me a lie down on the carpet while Mum yacketyyacked with a nice ladyhuman who, it seems, is getting Mum sorted with some new eye-windows. This made Mum's mouth go up at the corners! The ladyhuman mentioned some numbers that made Daddy's mouth go down a bit in the corners though! This seemed to have something to do with a little rectangle thing that got fed into a bleepybox. I just enjoyed some more fusses and admirations!

Next, came a longish workywalkies to yet another part of town; a rather appealling part of town; the big huge ginormous Winfield Park! Yippeeeeee! I thought.......but......HOWWWWWLLLLL! We went straight past it! On the wrong side of the road - despite my bestest efforts to steer Mum to the crossing! Instead, we went to a pub! I had to just lie down on the hard floor while Mum and Dad 'enjoyed' some bubbly clear stuff.

They did come to their senses though and finally allowed me guide them both to the right place! Over the crossing and through the yellow gate! There, I found my buddy colleague Guide Dog Slipper! Yippeeee! Very soon, our Mum's removed our harnesses and leads and gave us that fantabulous command 'Go Play'! We had a fabtastic time running big zoomies together - all around the whole expanse of that wonderful huge park! We found a couple of diddy Labrador puppies to have a brief play with too!

A whole hour of such fun was a bit tiring but OOOOOOOHHHHHH it was sooooooo good! I may have been a tad ploddy back on workywalkies duty after that! The work wasn't finished yet! I had to guide Mum back into town, then into a pawcovers shop. That gave me a chance for a lie down while Mum put various pawcovers on her back paws, Then there was one more lie down in a human yummyery while Mum and Dad had hot brown drinks.

I would have had a lie down on the bus back home too, but it was mega crowded so I just had to sit up and rest my chin on Mum's knee.

Now, back home aboard cosy warm floatyboatyhome, I seem to be having a bit of trouble keeping my eyes open.......zzzzzzzz,,,,,

4 photos:
Me and Slipper enjoying a leisurely mutual sniff about in the big park.

A brief playtime with two tiny Lab pups.

Zoomies together - me and Slipper.

A bit of a rest - for a moment - Slipper lying down, me standing waiting for the next burst of energetic zoomies.