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Friday, 23 February 2018

Gory Squawkybox.

A little 5 mile round trip for some shopping in Morrisons (Found the way paw-perfect!), then another trip to Sainsbury's with Daddy to get the most important item that Mummy forgot (some little square things that apparently make that all important hot brown water they seem to think is vital for life!), then a relaxing bone and snoozy evening. Daddy went out and left me to look after Mummy. I just enjoyed the sofasnuggles while she was watching that funny squawkybox thing - it had all sorts of gory humanvets stuff going on. Apparently Daddy didn't want to watch that but Mummy seemed totally engrossed!

Thursday, 22 February 2018

Crunchy Clouds to Hoover!

Training! I think I like this training! I'm not quite sure who is training who though; It seems that I am training Mum on the walking thing. Today, in total, we have walked more than the tenkay we will be doing in Brighton. Mum says we simply have to get the time down. She says this should be achievable if she can train me to stop faffing! How rude! I don't faff! I simply need to twirl many times and sniff and twirl and sniff an twirl ...... before finding exactly the right spot for a doggy download. It seems that she also considers essential sniffs and weemails to be faffing too!

It seems to go something like this:
Workywalkies going smoothly
Sharp downward lunge in harness stops Mum very effectively
'Oi! Head up' 'Get on'
Grab a split-second last sniff then get on
'Good boy'

Now, I think I am getting the idea: I need to 'suggest' a sniff point is coming up, then Mum tells me 'Leave it'. I snatch a quick hint of a sniff but then I do leave it and 'head up' and 'get on'. Then I get a 'Good boy' yummy......

Now, I seem to remember from Puppyhood that, after a while, when they think I have learned the right thing to do and forgotten the wrong behaviour, the yummies supply starts to dry up and all I get is the 'good boy' for a while, before even that fizzles out into just normal, expected behaviour. Soooooo......I need to string this out for as long as possible.......Mum says she is determined to get wise to my sneeky sniffings and learn to anticipate them in order to prevent them......I simply have to find a way to stay at least one paw ahead of her in this strategy.......

This morning's workywalkies was great though - it included a brief but very welcome freerun! I took Mummy along the towpath to the little park we found last time we were in this area. It would have been so rude to walk past and not visit for a good zoomies session!

This afternoon's workywalkies was very different to that: Daddy came too and we went into town and then into one of those big noisy rooms with lots of seats, a wall with moving pictures on it and oodles of little crunchy clouds to hoover!

Photo is of me in the park, standing for a brief moment between zoomies, with a big expanse fo grass around and a big posh-looking building in the background.

Wednesday, 21 February 2018

I Blimmin Well DO know, you know!

MUUuuUUUmmm! When will you learn? I am so much clevererer than you think!
I mean, when you ask me to 'Find the way home' I try to do just that, but then you keep saying 'Hang on Oaks, This isn't the way Daddy said...'. Well, I don't know what Daddy said coz it was you who did the talkybone thing. What I do know is that I blimmin well knew where we were going! Even when I gave you 'the look' when you said 'I'm sure we need to go up these steps', you insisted. I obeyed. I was hesitant and you knew it! I so wish I could have actually said 'Told you so' when we got to the top and said 'Oh. Maybe you were right Oaks. About turn!' Hufffffff!

It was a good workywalkies though. I took Mummy safely into town without Daddy. It was a very challenging job, apart from Mum's stupidity! There were big lorries and orange manhumans and bleepytrucks and barriers and obstacles and offkerbs all over the place. Mum was totally disorientated. She said that everything seemed massively different because of the building works and pavement closures and diversions everywhere. I had to take her offkerb several times to get around barriers and parked cars, vans and lorries on the pavements. We made it though! I did as Mum asked and managed to 'Find Boots' then 'Find Tesco', then 'Find the way home' (see above!). I think I deserved that big juicy carrot when we got home!

That was just this morning's workywalkies. This afternoon, we all set off on another long trek. This time, Daddy was being a satnav and I was taking care of Mum, weaving her through the crowds and around all the obstacles. It was a long long hike (Mum says it was good training for our Tenkay). It ended at a sort of humanvets place. I got my picnic dinner there in the waiting room. Then the manhumanvet did clicky, crunchy ouchy things to Mummy. I had to keep prodding her with my nose to make sure she was OK. She did have a strange screwed up face sometimes but she insisted 'It's OK Oaks'. It didn't look OK to me! She survived though and we caught a bus back into Bumingham town centre, then walked home from there.

I seem to be having a bit of trouble keeping my head up now and my eyelids seem very heavy.....very very hea..........zzzzzz

Tuesday, 20 February 2018

Dusty Nose-tickling Stuff!

Another visitor! Another fan! Lots of ear rubs and fusses - and a yummy! I could get used to this! Thanks for coming Susan. It was delicious to meet you!

I had to work first though! I had to take Mummy to Sainsbury's while Daddy stayed behind. Mummy was clearly hesitant; as we were walking, she kept stopping and saying 'Err...hang on Oaks....is this the right way?....' Each time, I just tugged her on and, of course, we went precisely the right way and straight in the door of Sainsbury's! She really is much dafter than she looks sometimes!!

Having gone around the aisles and got the 3 items Mum wanted, she asked me to 'Find the checkout'. I did, but even then I got 'errr...hang on, this doesn't look right'. It blimmin well WAS perfectly right! It just was a bit confusing because the queues for the bleep-it-yourself checkout was altogether with the real person checkout, which Mum much prefers. I knew that! I took her to the right one!

As we were walking back via all the bridges and intertwisting towpaths around this Bumingham place, we spotted Daddy on floatyboatyhome. He was trying to escape! We chased him! He didn't get away! Actually, we were walking faster than he was chugging! We stopped and waited by a gate and then, after Dad had secured floatyboatyhome by its leads, a manhuman came along and fed it's bum-end with a big smelly growly squirtysnake thing, then loaded big bags of black rocks onto the pointy nose end. I had to stay 'out of the way'. How rude is that! How can I possibly be in the way when I try to help? Huffff!!!

After that, we went on around the corner to where the water squirtysnake place is. It took forever to feed the pointy nose end with water. So long that visitor Ryan arrived, they all had lunch, Dad and Ryan disappeared for a one-eyed-clickybox session, then came back again and had a mug of hot brown water! Finally though, it finished and we cruised off to the other side of the 'pond' where we have been moored. We are now in between other floatyboats and have to go through a gate to get out to go walkies.

Shortly after arriving here, my fan visitor, Susan arrived and it was super fusses time!! Just before she left, she gave Mummy a little jar of some dusty-nose tickling stuff she says is called 'mint', but more importantly, she gave me a yummy stuffed bone! MMmmmMMMMMmmmm.......

Monday, 19 February 2018

Wee Dogs Win Paws Down!

Lazy morning. Workywalkies into town to 'Find Morrisons'. A yummy bone to while away the afternoon. Then a visitor! A manhuman who is one of my fans via Blogspot, not Facebark. His name is Paul and he did good ear-rubs! He brought something for Mummy and Daddy that made them play with their tippetytappetytoys. Apparently it tells them where we are and what is around us. Weemails tell me all of that and so very much more! And I don't need an tippetytappetytoys or any other equipment to help! Dogs win again - paws down!

Photo shows me on my bed/sofa beside Paul, getting nice ear rubs.

Sunday, 18 February 2018

That'll do Nicely!

Sunday - a day of rest.
Yep! That about sums it up!
A bit of a workywalkies to church after Debbi and Ryan left us :(
A long snooze on the carpet through all the humanhowling and yacketying.
Workywalkies back.
Snooze through human lunch.
A leisurely wander into town with Daddy (Mummy stayed behind to do some of her tidying and sorting and stroking-the-floor things)
Now - cozy sofasnuggles with Mummy.
That'll do nicely!

Saturday, 17 February 2018

Too-ed and Fro-ed

Wow! 6 miles of workywalkies 24 locks and visitors all the way! And I've got bedroom invaders tonight! Yippee!

A car arrived beside floatyboatyhome and my tail went into waggy overdrive! It was Debbi and Ryan! They came to visit! Yayyyhayyy!

Then, after a while, another car arrived and a different Ryan got out of it! A Ryan that I haven't seen for aaaaaaaggeessss!

It was great! Even though I had to workywalkies all the way, Mum and I only had half the waiting at locks that we normally have to do. I took Mummy on to the next lock each time while the others all stayed to do the windy-downy bit and the pushy-pully bit to get Daddy and floatyboat out of the last lock.

The first one took forever though - we did our bit OK but Dad got the boat stuck. He too-ed and fro-ed loads of times but then he got a long sticky-hook off the roof and second Ryan helped him to pull a shopping cage on wheels out of the water. Finally, we managed to move on!

It has been a long time since I had to share my bedroom! I hope Debbi doesn't have nose rumbles!

PS - Mummy is OK but still has a nasty ouchie on her front paw and makes some funny faces sometimes when she moves.

Friday, 16 February 2018

How Great is That?

Oh Dear! Mummy went splat!

It all started off with a lovely lazy morning (well, I suppose I was lazy - snoozing while Mummy and Daddy were allegedly busy playing tippetytappety on their compooters and yacketying on their talkybones). Then we set off for a trip to find a Tesco. That completed, Mum asked me to 'Find the way home'. I did! No problem! I even took her to a better place to cross a busy road than the one we used on the way there! (I will happily accept the accolade of Smartybum!) That was all fine, but then, as we were nearly back to floatyboatyhome, Mum's back paws slipped on a muddy patch of pavement and she came crashing down to my level. It seems that she was worried about me because we were beside a very busy fast road, and I was worried about her because she just doesn't belong on the floor! She had red stuff coming out of her front paw too, but she wouldn't let me kiss that better. I did give her lots of loves and kisses though, and she squeezed and hugged me back.

Several nice manhumans stopped to help and check that we were all OK. Daddy had also rushed in to sort us out and had dropped the wheeliebag of shopping in the road.

When we got back Mummy took off her fursubstitutes and put them in the frothmonster machine (they were all muddy!) and she spent a while cleaning the red stuff off her front paw. I kept a very close vigil! She seems to be OK now but she does have a very strange-smelling pale brown thing stuck on that ouchie on her paw. She also seems to have a slightly podgy and red-dotted knee too!

I got a bone to make Mummy feel better! I'm not quite sure how that works but I wasn't going to turn down the offer! Heehee....Yummmmm!

On a much brighter note: Mummy says that our fundraising sponsorship is going really well for our Brighton Marathon Tenkay thingy. She says we have already smashed our original target of £300 so this has now raised to £500. How great is that? I do like the idea of these super workywalkieses to raise important shinydisks to help to sponsor a puppy to be another Guide Dog like me! Thank you with big wags and woofs to all who have donated shinydisks so far.


Thursday, 15 February 2018

Water, Water Everywhere!

4 miles three times, 13 locks, a lot of water and some admirers. That about sums up today.

Team Towpath in action, doing what we do best: Me guiding Mummy to 'find the beam', then waiting while she does all that windy-uppy-windy-downy-pushy-pully stuff, then on to 'find the next beam'.......

Actually, I did it with Daddy first (but I didn't have to guide him - it was just a leisurely wander). He didn't do the pushy-pully bit with the big lock gates. He just did a lot of windy-upping. The big puddles between the locks were empty at first, but it seems that Daddy's windy-upping filled them up - and up - and up! So much so that some of them overflowed and the towpath disappeared! I somehow think that wasn't supposed to happen! Oops!

Before setting off with Mummy I had to wait and watch while Mummy and Daddy both played with a long stick with a shiny claw on the end. They were using it to pull all sorts of things out of the water; big bits of trees, bags, bottles, cans, coconuts, human paw-covers, a load of other rubbish and, the best bits; two balls that I got to play with! One was a little mouth-sized one that I lost when it went back into the water and down a big hole under the wall, and a big squishy football that went pop when I sank my fangs into it. That was great fun to shake and kill!

At the very last lock, we met some minihumans and their big humans. They all gave me nice fusses and the minihumans went for a ride down the lock aboard our floatyboatyhome while I looked after Mummy doing the heavywork with the gates. They were nice minihumans (not very mini really) and they seemed to have very happy up-at-the-corners mouths after their ride!

I had my dinner while we were still cruising along aboard floatyboatyhome, but soon afterwards, Daddy moored us up and one of my fans came aboard to give me fusses. It was lovely to meet you Bobby Randall. Sorry I made your knee a bit wet and sorry I couldn't keep my head up for long. It was very heavy after all that working today!

2 photos:
Team Towpath in action - me guiding Mum along the towpath under a bridge.

Greeting admirers at our last lock.

Wednesday, 14 February 2018


Crunch crunch crunch....pyoing ping pyoing....slosh slosh slosh.

It is horribly noisy and a bit scary when floatyboatyhome is pushing through hard water! It was OK when I was workywalkiesing Mum along the towpath - except that we left Daddy way behind on the boat. It seems that lumpy water makes it slower! When we got back aboard though it was a bit scary! I didn't like it much. I tried to lie down next to Mummy but I couldn't relax. It was like a growling noise all around! We survived though and all is cozy and snug and happy again.

Workywalkies went something like:
'On you go. Leave it......Oi!....Get on.....' - a tug up on the lead and a grumpy Mummy!
'Oakie...Leave it....head up....leave it....' 'Good boy to leave it' ' a tiny morsel of yummy.
''Oakie..Leave it' 'What a good boy' - bigger yummy
'Leave it. Straight on' - yummy
'Do your job' 'Leave it' - 'Good boy' - yummy
'Oakley! Leave it! Oi! Leave it! Oh you little tinker!' - no yummy!
'Do your job. Get on' - 'That's better! Good boy!' - yummy......

I think I am getting the message - but but but.....There are soooooo many important sniffings to sniff along an exciting new route! I think I shall let Mummy carry on 'teaching' me for a while. Teaching means yummies! Heehee!

Tuesday, 13 February 2018

Tenkay Practice!

Holibobs definitely over! Training has begun!

Not me! I don't need training to do a tenkay route. No no no..... I am training Mummy!

I took her for a four mile workywalkies today. It was a bit muddy sloshy squishy squelchy but I managed to steer her around most of the puddles. It was a nice walkies. We managed to dodge the leakyskies and found the little bit of the day when the glowball was out of hiding in the sky!

Mum says that the tenkay distance shouldn't be too much of a challenge as long as her back paws don't cause her problems. She just wants us to get quicker. She says we should be able to achieve the tenkay in two and a half hours, but if we can do it in two hours then she will be super chuffed. She also says we would achieve it quicker if we didn't keep stopping for weemails! Huff!

If you would like to support us in doing this then please click on the link and go to our fundraising page. We are hoping to raise at least 300 shinydisks to go towards our fund to sponsor another puppy to be trained to change someone's life like I have changed Mummy's.


Monday, 12 February 2018

Boomerball fun!

Dribbling and 'Leave it' seem to have been today's theme. In some instances they were most definitely linked.

It all started with a minor lake on the floor around my paws at breakfast time. It was Mum's fault entirely; She failed to give or drop me even the tiniest morsel to absorb my mouthjuice, so it had nowhere to go except into a puddle around my paws!

I then took Daddy on a trip to return the car to its kennel, and then we enjoyed a walkies back. That was all good. When we got back, Mum had the contents of a cupboard out all over the table. This included MY shelf! My shelf is where she hides all my yummies. So, with all my yummies out - mouthjuices started flowing again. More dribbling! Mum was a meanie; She not only put everything away again, but she also dropped a few of my yummies and had the audacity to tell me to 'Leave it'!! That was MY yummy - on the floor - pleading to be hoovered....... Huff! Then she told me I was a good boy to leave it, and promptly picked them all up and gave me - just ONE! I sense a bit of diddling going on here!

A bit later, we set off on a workywalkies into town. Our destination promoted yet more dribbling, and included lots of 'Leave it' commands too! The destination was the seriously yummy shop! The one with a see-through wall with loads of meat and sausages and bacon behind it! I may have left a bit of a mouthjuice puddle just in front of that display! Oops!

Adding to the torment was Mum's ongoing insistence on 'Leave it' aaaaaaalllll the way! It seems she is on some kind of mission to prevent me sniffing and weemailing and snaffling. She says it is not professional behaviour! Harrrumph!

When we got back home again, the floor got a bit soggy again. Mum failed again. I supervised her ever so carefully while she was unpacking all the meat, then using a shiny pointystick to cut it up and take bits off it, then pack it all into little bags. She then put it all into the big white chillycupboard that seems to make everything go hard. Her failure to drop anything was yet again the cause of the minor flood.

My dinner was super extra yummy tonight though. It had lots of little juicy squishy bits in it. I think it was something to do with what she was doing with that shiny stick thing. I think I forgive her!

The other bit of dribbling was great fun! When we got back after our workywalkies, Mum removed my harness, lead and noseband and I got to have a great game of dribble with my Boomerball. This mooring is great because there is a lovely big area where I can hoon around with that ball.

Click here for the video.

Sunday, 11 February 2018

Is Water Wet?

Heeeeelllllppppp! Aunty Brenda please save me! Mummy not only put me back to work today, but she also neglected me! I want to come back to my doggyDaddyDixon and have more fun!

Actually, it was nice to get back to work. It was a good workywalkies to church and back. I did try to persuade Mummy that she was going the wrong way back. After doing my 'find the button' at the bleepycrossing, we should have turned left to go into the park, but she insisted on 'Not today. Find right'. I tried......I really did.....but there was no persuading her! 'The park will be far to soggy and squelchy today' and 'You've had a whole 10 days of freeruns. You don't need one today!' Hhhooooowwwwwlllllll.......Waddyameand I don't NEED a freerun? I can ALWAYS manage to need a freerun! Huffety Huff Harrumpht! I put full ploddypaws mode into action - for a few paces....wellllll.....OK....it was good to be strutting my stuff again but don't tell Mummy that! I could still have happily needed a freerun......

A trip to Pets R Us made up for it.....a bit.... There was a bit of hoovering to do around the pic n mix area and we did get a nice big sack of my nosh!

The neglect bit was at dinnertime. Mum seems to think that the fact that I munched my way through a cow's rib bone is acceptable reason for 'not realising the time'. My dinnertime is supposed to be when the tickydisk tells Mum it is something called fivethirty. Well, it went way past that....it was telling her sixfifteen and she suddenly said 'Ooh...the time! Oakie do you want your dinner?' Well .... Derrrr! Is water wet?

Saturday, 10 February 2018

Home Again!

Mummy & Daddy came back!

I have mixed feelings about this: I love my Mummy and Daddy and I'm happywaggy to be back home again aboard floatyboatyhome, but I was having a fantabulous time with doggyDaddyDixon and Aunty Brenda and Uncle Malcolm.......

I did get a bit excited when Mummy and Daddy arrived at daddyDixon's home. The first photo shows me and daddyDixon greeting Mummy with megawaggies - we were a bit of a blur! I got my last few minutes of toy-destroying efforts in with daddyDixon while the humans did the inevitable yacketying and hot-brown-drink thing. Then it was time to say goodbyes and hup into the car. I got to ride on my bed on the high back seat because the car-bum was full of stuff. It was quite a long drive so we arrived past my dinner time. Starvation is not a good welcome home! I just about survived long enough to make it to my food bowl when it was filled.

While Mum did her unpacking thing, I took Daddy walkies to Lidl's and back. When I got back I got a lovely towelrub before tucking into a yummy little bone-treat! I think it helped a little to feed my forgiveness muscles.

Mummy wanted me to hup onto the sofa with her but I thought I would register my protest at being abandoned first. I got hold of my big Nookybear and buried my face in him in front of the hotbox; with my bum pointed firmly towards Mum! I managed to keep this up for a few minutes but that sofa and some snuggles dragged me up to join Mummy. Her leg makes such a comfy pillow!

Home sweet home! But I am already missing my partner in play - my doggydaddy Dixon. I hope we can get together again soon to get up to more father-son-mischief! It has been fabtabulous fun!

Thursday, 1 February 2018

DoggyDaddyDixon Holibobs!

Well now I know why Mummy packed my bags. I'm on my hollibobs!

I had to take Daddy walkies this morning to collect a car, so then rode back in it. Then my bags and my food box and my toy box all got packed into the car.
Next came a ride to a very exciting big parkyplace. When I got out of the car, it was even more exciting: My doggydaddy Dixon was there!

Wooooohooooohoooo! Oh....err.....sorry....I perhaps ought to mention the humans that came with him too.....Uncle Malcolm and Aunty Brenda! Well....now to the important bit; it was time for a FREERRUUUNNNN!!!!! Yayhayhayhay!!! DaddyDixon and I wasted not a moment. We zoomed off and had a fantabulous time! Huge green open space like that simply has to be enjoyed to its fullest!
Aunty Brenda seems to have two extra legs! She is very sensible - 4 legs is always better than 2. One of her 'normal' legs though was wrapped in a funny big pawcover thing and a plastic bag. She was using her front paws to work her 'extra legs'. Dixon and I had to be careful not to knock into her. It seems that human 4legs is less sturdy than doggy 4legs!

After zoomies and doggyplay, we went into a little human yummyery for a brief while, before I then got into DaddyDixon's car with him. At first, I thought this was fun but then I realised I was being clipped in and Mummy wasn't coming in with me! I tried to get out again but she came and gave me big hugs to let me know it was all OK. I gave her lots of loves and kisses too - just so she knows I love her! Then the car-bum-lid was closed and we were off. Me and DaddyDixon in the back together and Uncle Malcolm driving with Aunty Brenda in the other front seat. All my bags and stuff was on the back seat. Mummy and Daddy went off in the car we got this morning.

Apparently, I will be here for 9 sleeps while Mummy and Daddy go to do some boring stuff. I think I will have fun with my doggydaddy - much more fun than I would have watching Mummy and Daddy doing boring stuff!

So, I might not be reporting here until next weekend. I hope you all have fun in the meantime. I'm sure I will! DaddyDixon and I have a lot of toys and bones to share!

Wednesday, 31 January 2018

The Pie Snaffler

Freerun!!!!! Freerun!!!!!! Freerun!!!!!!

I got a FREERUN!!!! Yayyhayy!

Mummy's talkybone apparently told her where to find a park nearby. It was a really nice park too! A big one with lots of sniffings and weemailings and space for big zoomies! Not many doggypals - in fact only 2 and one of them was grumpy to me. The other wasn't allowed to play. I did manage to find a small morsel of edible consolation though - and I was able to snaffle it before Daddy got to me to interfere! He said it was something called a pie. (It seems that the flappy thing that got stuck to my mouth told him that!). It was yummy!

Now Mummy seems to be packing my bags ......

Tuesday, 30 January 2018

Is it a Bus, is it a Train...?

I've been on a trainbus.....or was it a bustrain? I'm not sure.....it was kinda like both but neither.....it was on the road, but it was on those long shiny lines......inside it was sort of like a bus but long like a train.........the humanvoice-from-inside-the-box kept saying something about a tramp.......

I had to workywalkies to get us to this bustrain-trainbus thing, then we had quite a long ride on it. Next came a short workywalkies to find a proper train. That was a comfy carpet snooze, tucked in by Mum's back paws. When we got off the train, we were on old familiar territory - another great workywalkies along the canal in Banbury to Peter-and-Fran's home. Inside we found lots of humanpals. It was all very exciting....for a brief moment....then it was a looooooooong snooze while they all went on forever yacketying..........then noshing (they were far too unmessy with that - not an atom was dropped for hoovering!)......then more yacketying. I did get to take Daddy outside for a brief leg-stretch in the middle of it all.

Then it was the return journey. I got my dinner at the train station! A picnic on the platform! That gave me some strength to carry me through to get Mummy home. It was dark when we got off the train, so I had to strut my stuff extra well. We made it safely home and I got a chewystick! I must have did good!

Now.....I've just noticed that Mum and Dad's bed is all ready for use. Mum just told me to go bed.....she didn't specify WHICH bed.........shhhhhh! Don't tell.........
Snoozing on the train.

Snoozing on the BusTrain / Train/Bus

Picnic on the platform!

Monday, 29 January 2018

The World is all Good!

Snoozy morning (leakyskies and big huffyfuffy outside)
Nice long workywalkies, partly on new route (always much more interesting than boring done-it-before places!)
Found Asda - got carrots.
The world is all good!
Back to snoozing now!

Sunday, 28 January 2018

Boneless Sunday!

Woohoo! My humanpal FloatyboatyLindsay came to church with us this morning! I showed her how I strut my stuff looking after Mummy. When I hupped to show Mummy where the button was on the bleepycrossing, Lindsay was really impressed! Heehee!

I spent most of the human howling time tucked away under Lindsay's seat. That included when Mummy went up to the lollipop stand to do some yacketying from the front. (It was only a couple of paces straight forward with no obstacles in the way so I wasn't really needed).

Afterwards, we came home via the long park. That was great! I got the chance to show my bestest freerunning skills: Snaffling all sorts of yummies and sploshing through the muddy puddles! I do like to show off my expertise!

The rest of the day has been snoozy whilst Mum and Dad have been yacketying with Lindsay and then doing a whole load of tippetytappetying on their toys.

Something is amiss though - it is Sunday. I should have a new bone on Sundays. I have NO new bone! HOOOOOOWWWWLLLLLL........ Mummy says it is because the butcher doesn't sell bones........ How will I survive?............

Saturday, 27 January 2018

Gobbling up my fur!

Leaky sky meant a snoozy morning. No complaints there! My cozy bed is near the glowing hotbox. Mmmmmm!

Then Mum launched a major attack on me with the furscraper! I don't think there is much of me left! There was a big pile of me beside me by the time she finished! I got piggylughole as a reward for being a good boy though! Nomnomnom!

Then Mum got out that noisy huffer-sucker-fuffer thing! I scarpered! That thing is scary! It was gobbling up all my fur off the floor. I certainly wasn't going to hang around for it to do the same to what was left attached to me!

Finally, the sky stopped leaking and so we ventured out for a workywalkies into town. Wilko's, Lidl's and Asda. No hoovering in any of them though! Huff! I had to wait til we got home again when I got a carrot to munch.

Friday, 26 January 2018

Yummy Bollards!


I like bollards! They get me yummies!

Today has been a team towpath day. I have guided Mummy down 11 locks and lots of miles of towpath - around loads and loads of squishy muddy puddles, around barriers and towards snacks! She rumbled me each and every time though; I didn't manage to snaffle a single one of them! Huff!

Each time we came towards a lock, Mum asked me to 'find the beam', which I did and got a 'good boy' fuss for it. At some of the locks, there were bollards too. These bollards are a bit different to the ones we are used to on other canals. They are stubby square posts almost as tall as me. Mum asked me to 'find the bollard' each time and, when I did find it and do a 'sit' next to it, Mum looped my lead over it and then a yummy appeared on top for me! I Wish there were bollards like these at ALL locks!

Thursday, 25 January 2018

BIg Hefty Whump!

Brave manhuman!

A manhuman came to visit and he went into the growler's den under the back deck! He came out with very black front paws but seemed to be happy! The growler is clearly not slain because he is growling right now, but he is safely shut into his den. The nasty squealer that has been hurting my ears for the last few days seems to have disappeared though. That is much appreciated! Mummy and Daddy seem happy about that too.

Before that, I got to take Mummy workywalkies, with Daddy too. We went to the place right next to our mooring. Mum says it is called the Black Country Mewsium. There were some very nice ladyhumans at the desk. They gave some lovely ear rubs! This Mewsium seems to have all sorts of sniffables in a lovely huge area. It meant lots of walking with a good deal of challenge for me to look after Mum - especially as her eyes were naff today. I knew I had to strut my stuff for her and I even took care to guide her around the puddles and rough areas of ground. Silly two paws can't cope anywhere near as well as sensible fourpaws on such rough terrain!

As we were going up and over the steep bridge on the way there, Mum's silly twopaws demonstrated this: Mummy sat down with a big hefty WHUMP next to me. She says her paws just slipped out from under her. I gave her a big kiss. Well....I couldn't waste an opportunity like that with her down at my level! She is OK, but she does seem to be sitting down very carefully with some strange twists on her face!

It was a good day! I do like it when I get to really strut my stuff in completely new places and with good challenges to work through.

Wednesday, 24 January 2018

Getting our Kit Off!

Look what Mummy unpacked today! Apparently it is our 'kit' for doing this Brighton Tenkay thingy in April.

We are doing this to raise some more shinydisks for Guide Dogs. It will all go via my fund to sponsor another puppy to be trained to become a lifechanging Guide Dog like me. This will be a pup named in memory of my Granny.

If you would like to help us then please go to:

I guess this means it is official then; I need to get Mum into training!

Our Kit!

Tuesday, 23 January 2018

Edible Emergency!

Zzzzz..... A gratefully received snoozy lazy day today! Good after yesterday's big workout.

We haven't been entirely idle though. I did take Mum and Dad to find Aldi's! Well ..... we had a critical emergency! We had run out of carrots! This was an absolutely essential shopping trip! There was a bonus too - a white puddle to lap up by those white bottles! Yummmm!

Monday, 22 January 2018

Have Stick, will Travel!

Eleven locks. Loads of towpath workywalkies. A back deck snooze cruise. All this after taking Daddy walkies this morning to a car-vet place.

It all started with Daddy disappearing down into the den of the big growler that lives under the back deck. He was using all sorts of shiny sticks with shaped ends and he filled up a big bottle thing with stinky black stuff. He then came in with a little tiny knob thing from the growler (maybe one of its teeth? or maybe a claw? Ooooh shudders!). He put it in his pocket and we set off to the car-vet place. When we were almost there though, we turned round and went all the way back again. Mummy appeared and passed something called a wollit to Daddy through the cage-bars (floatyboatyhome was in a caged off place). Then we set off again on exactly the same route. This time we actually went to the car vet place. It seems they didn't have whatever medicine thing the growler needed! Daddy was all disappointed. I walked him all the way home again. Mummy made him a hot brown drink and that seemed to make his mouth go up again at the ends, then he disappeared back into the growler's den, did some more shiny stick twiddling and finally emerged with black spodges on him!

Once the den was sealed again, it was safe and so we set off. I workywalkiesded Mummy along the towpath and Daddy brought floatyboatyhome along behind us. It was a good job I was wearing my super scruffy super old harness because it was really squishymuddy in places. I had to work hard to keep Mum from slip-sliding. She forgot my noseband (heehee! Good job Mummy! Sniggers). It was OK though, I kept my mouth occupied with a lovely big stick. It was a wonderful stick! I decided I really like it. It was my pal for the journey! I carried it all the way to the first lock where it kept me company while Mummy did all her windy-uppy-pushy-pully-windy-downy stuff. By the time she had finished all that my stick was in shreds! I left him there to recover!

Sunday, 21 January 2018

Bestest Bellytickles!

White snufflefluff workywalkies going to church this morning. How exciting!
How disappointing though, that when we came out, it had turned to soggy leakyskies! Mumph!

Still, I got a lovely freerun through the park on the way back home. It was splendidly soggy and muddy! That meant a wonderful towel rub when we got home. Shame that was when I was imprisoned in the bow deck area. Mum only opened the doors after she got me drier and cleaner. I didn't get any opportunity to try out my internal decorating skills with the speckled look. Huff!

This afternoon we got a visitor; Lindsay! My humanfriend Lindsay! She likes to share my bed on the sofa and she does the bestest bellytickles! Heehee!
Mum & Me in the white snufflefluff!

Lindsay treating me like Royalty!

Saturday, 20 January 2018

Reverse Dalmation!

White snufflefluff! Much nicer than the normal wet leakysky stuff. I took Mummy workywalkies along the towpath and she said I turned into a reverse Dalmatian!

Shame there wasn't enough of it to get to play in it and it has all stopped now, but it did tickle my nose and made it explode a few times! I would have loved to get the chance to have a good snuffle through the white fluff that was beginning to cover the ground, but I had to do my job and keep Mummy safe from all the sloshy puddles and overhanging treebits and, of course, away from the edge of the canal!

It seems I did good. Good enough for a big carrot when I got us both home again!

I got some good fusses from a visitor manhuman too. Mum says he was a Floatyboat Safety Inspector. Apparently he has declared us all safe and good!

Photo shows me with lots of white dots of snow all over me.

Friday, 19 January 2018

Not a Happy Doggy!

Harrumph! Huff! and double Humph!
I thought Mummy loved me. I thought she had something nice for me. I got all excited when she opened that little parcel. She said it was for me.

Can I eat it?
Can I play with it?
Can I chase it?
Can I chew it?

NOOOOOOOO!!! I have to wear it!
It is a new blimmin noseband! Hooooowwwwwlllllll!!!!

Mum says she is hoping it is going to give her better control of my head to stop me hoovering as I guide her!

I am NOT a happy doggy!

2 photos showing me wearing a new purple headcollar. One looking straight forward, the other looking sideways.

Thursday, 18 January 2018


Ow. ow ow ow ow ow...... the sky threw ouchy little tiny balls at me! I took Mummy on a nice long leisurely workywalkies along the canal towpath. I was doing a good job of keeping her out of puddles and going around the twigs and other obstacles on the route. We were enjoying a pleasant walkies but then the sky started leaking. That wasn't too bad until it turned nasty on us! The air was big bad huffyfuffing and it was hurling tiny little white balls at us. Brrrrrr.....

We made it back home again though and a nice big juicy carrot helped me to warm up! Much nicer that's that hot brown stuff that Mum seems to think is the best thing to warm up with!

We've had visitors today; Richard the Waterways Chaplain humanfriend (nice ear-rubs manhuman!) and then, later, Lindsay came too. She sat on my bed with me so I got to give big kisses! Anyone who sits on my bed has to get kisses!

Photo shows me lying on my bed with my head resting on Mum's leg, looking very snoozy.

Wednesday, 17 January 2018

Oakley's Interior Design Service!

Breathing a tad fresher air today! Phew! No botty-tickling-squeaky-pheeper to interfere! Well.....less evidence anyway! Ahem!

Mummy is still a bit wobbly so Dad and I have left her to rest today while we have gone off on a couple of leisure walkieses. So, basically, a day off for me! No complaints! A leisurely wander along the towpath for Daddy to play with his one-eyed-clickybox is fine for a change. Then plenty of time to gnaw on my now many bits of bones (the really yummy bits are all gone - just the mega hard crunchy bits left now), and plenty of sofasnuggles with Mummy.

I just took Daddy out for our evening wander and the sky leaked all over us. When we got back, Mum had done her usual stroking the floor thing. A good bigshake soon sorted out that silly mistake for her! White hot-panel, sofa-front, cupboard doors - all nicely freckled now, and the floor is much better with pawprints design!

Tuesday, 16 January 2018

Smartypants Strikes Again!

Phooowaaarrr! It's a bit niffy around here! And there is something squeaky that keeps tickling my botty too! I haven't found the little beastie yet; It pongs too much. I simply have to move to the other end of floatyboatyhome. But then the little stinky oik follows me and repeats the procedure! This has been going on all day. I've had no peace!

Mum says it needs to be bottled and sold to the police as a riot dispersing gas. She says it is something to do with bone-bum and scavenging. She does burble some weird ideas sometimes!

I'm very glad Mum is feeling better enough today that we were able to escape the air pollution for a while to go shopping. I did have to strut my stuff as, although she is feeling lots better, her eyes are doing her a dafty today. I did manage to impress her: The first part of the route we took was where I have been with Dad before, but then we went onto new territory. Apparently Dad's talkybone was telling us where to go. Mum and I were walking ahead of him and he was giving us instructions from behind like 'cross over then go next right'. That was fine. It was working well. As we crossed over the road, Mum just told me 'Let's go find Lidl's'. I looked up at her to acknowledge receipt of the instruction then guided her around a puddle and on up the road. Then, as we approached the corner, I recognized that we were approaching Lidl's. I may have gained a slightly triumphant extra bit of speed and Mum had to remind me to 'Steady'. When she realised what I was heading for though, she called me smartypants and gave me a big fuss! I just took her to the kerb, across the road in into the shop!

Inside, I did my usual job of making sure she didn't bump into things as we went around the aisles. I found her the carrots too - well, of course I did! The most important item to get! When we came to the big see-through cupboard things with lots of white bottles in it, I thought I had the most perfect reward for my hard work. There was a huge puddle of that yummy white stuff all over the floor! I started to do my duty by lapping it up, but Mum was a meanie! She said that I couldn't have all four pints of it! Harrrumph!

I did get a nice big juicy carrot on arrival back home. I think I can forgive her!

Monday, 15 January 2018

Wobbly Mummy...

A day with a poorly Mummy means a quiet snoozy day for me - but with the bonus of a lovely big bone to chomp! I don't like having a poorly Mummy but I DO rather love the bone bit!

Mummy seems to be on the mend now but she seems to go all wobbly when she stands up and it is not because floatyboatyhome is wobbling! Hopefully all will be well again tomorrow, but for now, I shall enjoy continuing to work on my bone - well actually now it is 6 bones! Heehee! Yummmmmm.....