Tara: Dad was snuffly. Mum was computery. So we just took Mum round the block in the rain. Wozn't much of a walk, really, but it woz better than nothing. And I bounced on top of Cato when we were crossing the road! Pinned him down flat! With cars coming! Haha! It woz one of my bestest Ninja moves! And a man on the pavement larffed at me. But I didn't mind. And Mum said 'Stop that you horrible little brat!' and pulled us apart. And Cato got up from where I had splatted him, and got o
Aunties, it was wonderful. Mum and Dad had been watching the rain in the garden. And when it stopped, we all got our leads and stuff and went out the front. And guess what! It had stopped there too.
So we went down the street. We didn't go in the car, cos nasty MrWeather tricked us with that one yesterday. So we stayed out on the street where it was dry. I bet if we had gone in the car, it would have been raining when we got out! There were lotsandlotsandlots of sniffs.
Its AWFULL! It never stops raining! We haven't had a walk in agesandagesandages! Every time I go out for a wee I get all wet and soggy. My foots AND my back, and sometimes my knickers. And all Cato does is sleep and snuggle with Mum. I am soooooo booooooorrrrrrreeeeeddddd! I am not allowed to bite Cato's tail and pull him off the sofa. I am not allowed to have BOTH chicken foots. Or go outside and bark. Or stay inside and bark. Or eat Cato's dinner. Or bite Cato's ears.
It was a fab sniffy walk yesterday. It made me feel much better. And I think Tara liked it too, cos she stopped pulling my tail. But then we had snow this morning.
It wasn't up to my tinkle, or anything. But it was cold. And it kept coming down and melting and coming down and melting all day.
Tara wouldn't go out in it. Of course.
We sat on the sofa watching snooker with Dad at lunchtime, cos Mum said that it would be all salty slippy slushy
Things have been a bit different the last few days. Dad has a stinking cold, which I am trying not to catch. It has been raining on and off. I have twanged my Achilles tendon a bit - it has been hurting for a week so a bit of rest seems a good idea. The mutts haven't had a walk in daysanddaysanddays (to quote them).
The rest seems to be doing my tendon a power of good, which is great. Dad isn't getting any better (we are hoping we will see a light at the end of t
Tara: Hello Aunties. We went to meet AutnieSue at Town Park today and there where these Hellebooring things all over the place. You will see just how boring they were when you get to the pics. Yawn. But I don't mind, cos I can tell you about meeting AuntieSue who gives us treats. And stuff like that.
This is First Sniff before we met Auntie.
And this is some big old boring tree wot Mum remembers from last summer when they cut all its arms off, but now it is growing its hair
Cos it was Mum's birthday, she and Dad didn't do boring work stuff! Yay! So we went round to Mam and Pop's and got stick treats and snuggles with Pop on the sofa. And then we went for a long walk at the Centre of the Universe. It was all sunny and blue.
This is Tara finding another wall to climb on. But then a huge German Shepherd walked past, and she got into a tizz cos the Shepherd walked between her and Mum. She stayed a bit closer for a bit. And then she forgot al
It woz a horrible walk today. There were scary big paws everywhere, and I didn't like it!
This is Cato's first widdle/sniff.
and look at this lovely wet squelchy mud. I wanted to go swimming, but Mum kept saying how cold the wind woz, and how we needed to hurry.
See how windy it woz for the swanses? and the other birds.
I asked Mum not to take any pics of me today, cos I didn't have a bow AGAIN. It fell off! Mum did brushing and bow stuff this mornin
We went to Foxy Park, and Tara had a tizz.
This is how worried she was when she realised she had lost her bow. AGAIN. She is very careless with them, isn't she?
Mum said she thinks you must be getting very bored of the same old pictures of the same old places. I think you must be too, cos it isn't like you can sniff them, is it? And the sniffing is the most important part. Just looking is very boring. Like being shut in a car with the window closed. Which is awfu
Aunties, I got to BOUNCE!
It has been terrible boring without bouncing. But today I bounced and bounced!
So, where shall we go? Which way?
This way! Oi! Wait for me!
Cato went to see his friend Derek in the Floral Hall (even though he is supposed to have Mum or Dad on a lead if he goes in there. He didn't wait.) And Derek has retired now, so he doesn't work there any more.
They had put lots of mulchy stuff on the ground around the plants
Mum says that all these on-lead road walks we are having is doing wonders for our manners. And she says that we obviously need more regular road walks instead of hooliganning in the park. Not fair!!!
So today we were dragged to the boring hot choc place, and the boring cider place, and then we came home! No grass. No bouncing. No fun!
This is the French Hot Choc place. It woz too full inside, so we sat outside again. There is more to sniff outside.
Hello Aunties! Sorry we haven't been blooging much lately. Mum has been doing stuff on the computer for ages and ages, and had lots of work. She had to finish it by tomorrow, so we should get some better bloggy stuff done soon.
We did get our night walks though. They are sooooooo interesting. Everything sniffs sooooooooo different after dark... Tara deosnt' like them though. She gets a bit sillier and a bit flappier.
Anyway. Today we took Dad back to the beach today.
So we did boring after dark walks most of this week. They are OK. And very sniffy. But some nights there woz something called Freezing Fog. I don't like Freezing Fog. It is weird. The sound goes all strange and hollow, and the sniffs are clammy. And you can't see much. But at least we get a walk. Even if it is only a short one cos of Wimpy Cato.
Anyway, today we did Beach Stuff. This is my First Sniff and Cato's First Widdle.
and this is my Second Sniff and Ca
This was my first walk after my tummy. Mum said we would take it gently, and stop if I felt wobbly, and she would carry me if I got tired.
Only Tara didn't listen. Tara never listens. And she bounced and bounced and bounced! In the end Mum shouted at her and did Calming Signal stuff, and it was OK. I didn't really mind. It is just that she never knows when to stop, does she?
That is Sheba The Third. We haven't seen her for AGES. Sheba's Dad keeps her on the lead all
Mum just found this pic on her phone and said I could do a Blog Special, coz I am Special.
The pic is from AGES ago. Like, weeks and weeks and weeks ago (Mum: 2 weeks, actually) when we had some SNOW. This is the only snow we have had in forever, so it woz really exciting. You can see Dad's great big Dad foots prints. And you can see Cato's footprints. But you can't see mine! Haha! Cos I wouldn't go outside, even though I was busting for a wee. It woz all cold and we
Mum: Been a bit quiet lately, for reasons about to be explained...
We got back from Grandma and Grandpas, and had a relaxed day on Monday (well, the paws relaxed, anyway) and had a nice short beach walk, which they both enjoyed.
Then on Tuesday we went for a longer walk, after dark, on the street. Because Cato was clearly on the mend, and was up to it. Only he wasn't really. He obviously loved being out and sniffing, and so on, but was totally wiped out by the walk, and slept like
Just some pics today, no paw commentary (will explain in next entry).
First we went to the station to check on something.
Then a trundle on the beach. have a look at the sand. Very smooth, isnt it? That was the high tide storm surge we had. There was a mad out beachcombing, and damage to some of the steps, and the water had reached the sea wall. Oh, and the last pic is the front of the crazy golf course that we took some pics of a week or so ago.
Wheeee! We are at Grandma and Grandad's!!! And we slept in a new big bed, only it was lower on the floor and Cato got off the bed and did a big sloppy poo on the carpet in the middle of the night! And Mum and Dad leaped about and turned on the light and fussed and wiped and cleaned and talked. Only I couldn't help cos they made me stay on the bed. And Dad took Cato outside twice before morning! And he used bad language. And he was tired in the morning. It woz very exciting.
I don't really like long car journeys, cos they take foreverandever, and I can't have a proper sleep. It ends up being a snooze and all weird. But this one wasn't too bad. And we had a special chicken dinner which was FAB. When we arrived, we were very bouncy cos it has been ages since we saw Grandma and Grandad. It was all hot and sunny when all the roses were big. And now it is cold and there was even some snow! Grandad said he would show us the dog field near his house, so of
Ooooh Aunties, it woz the bestest walk today! Dad came too. Mum took LOTS of pics of me on the summitty things of mountains, and beating up Cato. Look!!!
This is me on my first mountain of the day. Mum says I look proper statuesquew.
This is me and Dad on the long mountain range, while Mum and wimpy Cato stayed down on the path. I ran backward and forwards over and over again, and bounced on Cato every time! It woz ACE!!!
This is Cato in the dark.
I usually clip the toenails every couple of weeks between groomings. Or rather, I check them then, and only cut them if I feel the need.
Well, there has been 'a need' for a week or so, and I have been avoiding it, because none of us exactly enjoy the experience. Tara seems to have ticklish back paws. Cato has had the quick nipped a couple of times by the groomer, and he isn't exactly a stoic little soul. So now he gets into a tizz whenever I approach with the clippers...
What a weird walk! I mean, it was fun. But Dad took us round twice! On the path! instead of once off the path. Very weird. This is first sniff:
We took Dad, cos MrWeatherman said it would rain at lunchtime, when Mum could come with us. So she and Dad had a thunk and decided that an early morning walk, with just Dad would be better. So it was a Dad Walk, which is fun, but it wasn't a Pack Walk, which is funner. And we always have to worry about Dad getting lost, don
Yay! My turn today. And I get the MUD!!!
First we had to go to the dump and get rid of lots of cardboard and stuff. We were stuck in our horrible crate in the backseat, but it woz OK cos Dad sat in the back with us, cos the front seat had all cardboard in it. That was fun. I tried to lick him through the crate. hahaha! The dump sniffs are AWESOME. But we weren't let out to sniff them properly. Spoilsports.
This is our first proper sniff when we got out of the car at
I love hunting! Tara says I am obsessified, but I am not. I am just very good at hunting. And when you are good at something, it is a terrible awfulness not to use your natural talent, isn't it Aunties? so I can't really help it, can I?
Dad was tired after doing his shifty thing, so we left him and home, and me and Mum and Tara went to the big lake park where there are LOTS of birds to hunt. We have pics!
I think Tara is just jealous of my hunting prowess and mojo
Oh Aunties it woz soooooo BBBOOORRRIIINNNGGG today. I don't know how I standed it.
It was all lovely and sunny in the morning, but then it started to rain when Mum stops her computering at lunchtime. so we didn't take her for a walk, cos she is all wimpy about getting wet. I wouldn't have minded. I would even have worn my BRIGHT RED coat, if she had wanted. but she didn't.
So she did BORING cooking stuff instead, and then we went and snuggled on the sofa until she got