Both Mum and Dad were off Work Stuffing today! So we did a Pack Walk! I LOVE Pack Walks! It woz ACE!!!
We went to a sniffy place called Thornton Abbey where Henry VIII visited and decided stuff. Whether it got knocked down, or not. It didn't get knocked down. Mum says. But then someone else knocked it down later.
And I mountained and explored. Even Cato enjoyed it.
We had to be carried through the Cow Field to get there. The ticket lady said the cows had baby
You can see from these the relative positions of tail and lead, and how because his back is shorter, I need to move the D ring forward a bit.
Also, the tail trim... ? I wouldn't mind, but the tail can't really be cut any shorter, and it is STILL touching the leash and making him flinch and look over his shoulder!
This last shot shows it best, I think.
They are both wearing the XXS top piece (that is the purple or red section of the harness)
It was a dull day, but here are a few pics showing how lovely and fat my clematis buds are, and how fab my strawberries are looking!
Also, the poppies are still flourishing. They are a true salmon pink, although they look less salmon here.
The iris again
Aunties, I hate it! It is horribubble! First I have to wear my harness, and I don't like it much. OK it is lovely red and I look cute, but ever since that horribubble harness arrived I have to do lots of walks without Cato, and I don't like that. I just trot along without sniffing and it is all boring. Dad asked me to go with him for a sausage place breakfast yesterday, but I just looked at him and then put my head down. Dad was sorry, and then he left without me. It would all
Mum just gave us stinky black fish egg stuff.
I didn't like it.
Tara didn't like it either.
It was sniffy and fishy and bobbley. And Mum said we could only have teensy little bits, on account of it being very posh and Russian and shiny and stinky. She said it was something called Lumpfish Caviar wot she found in a corner of the Human Food Shop, and since she had never ever ever ever tasted Caviar Stuff before, she got some.
She needn't have bothered.
This clematis has been sickly for a couple of years, but it looks like it is recovering!
This is the first oriental poppy flower this year
lots of buds still to come!
Beautiful fern fronds
the baby palm tree
Another clematis bud all fat and ready to pop
The bearded irises are just coming out. The clump will need splitting this year.
and Sidney's catmint. RIP. Just coming into bloom
Because Cato is so wimpy now, I have to walk all by myself.
I mean, Mum or Dad come too, sometimes, but it isn't the same as walking in a proper pack, with Cato. He is good at finding sniffy stuff and showing it to me. And he widdles which is proper Pack stuff. When I go out with just Dad he wants to walk too fast. And when I go out with just Mum, she says I have to behave. And there are lots of big dogs around who wouldn't mess with our proper Pack and Cato, but they might
We had to go and get me a harness. It is red and special, and the nice Harness Lady spent ages getting it to fit me so I look extra special and lovely. I chose RED. Cato wanted boring brown. But the Harness Lady didn't have any brown. Haha! So he has PURPLE instead. I like the PURPLE too. I could wear red one day and purple the next, couldn't I? Cos the Purple would look much better on me than it does on Cato.
We have to have harnesses now on account of C
Well, today has been a revelation!
We had our Chiropractic Appt this evening, then the whole Pack repaired to a nearby pub to discuss the outcome, before the long (60 mile) drive home...
Firstly, the Chiropractor (who is lovely, gentle, and obviously loves dogs) diagnosed Cato has hypermobile joints (stance, flexibility and overextension of joints). Interestingly, I have hypermobile joints too. So I know EXACTLY what it is like, the management, and the ongoing problems that
aunties, my back hurts. ?
it was a bit hurty before, and my ankles were a bit wobbly, and Mum was thinking that I should go see Mrs Vet (once Tara’s bobble was gone).
but then she got better after the op, and she Bounced on me. A lot. Mum tried to protect me, but she couldn’t stop all the Bouncing. Tara does big running up and down and leaping. And woowoowooo! And mugging and stuff. And my back hurts. Mum says she is veryveryvery sorry. MrsVet says my back is soresor
It was AWFUL Aunties. I didn't want to show you my piccses, but Mum said I had to be brave and show you, cos it will prove how brave I am, and heroic and stuff. And it will show you all how extra specially beautiful I am when my piggies grow again.
So this is me with Bed Head on Monday morning, before we went to see nice Mrs Groomer
And this is me after my Spa Day, with my piggies All Gone. Mum and I woz very sad. Dad said he didn't know who the strange paw was w
We went for a walk this week in Foxy Park. Seems like ages since we have been there, because we need the car to get there, and Dad has been taking the car to work most days recently because he has had a chest infection. But he is getting better rapidly now, so more interesting lunchtime walks are back on the menu. ?
The cherry blossom is just going over for this year, and falling like pink snow. The blossom is always better photographed in the sun, but even on a dull day it was
Mum says that it is my Special Once-In-A-Lifetime 5th Birthday Today. And that I am a Little Hero.
I love my Mum.
This is me and Dad on my Special Birthday Dawn
And this is Me and Tara on our Special Birthday Lie In
Then Dad woke me up with my prezzie. It is a NEW Angry Bird toy, and I chewed it and sucked it and humped the duvet with it in my mouth. It was a lovely way to be woken up!
I love Dad.
We went out to our Special Waggy Tails sau
We went out with Dad's Mam for lunch. Dad chose it special, cos he knew we could sit under table if we were veryveryvery good. And we were! Sort of.
I may have wanted some of the special roast beef that Dad had, but mean old Mum said no. Not til we were outside in the garden of the hotel-pub-place.
They had a nice garden with a pond
and bluebell stuff
It was very nice. All sunny and hot and sweltery. I beat Cato up lots an
Hello Aunties! We had an exciting visitor today!
We was walking over to see Auntie Jane this morning, when this strange scruffy paw came over to say hello. He looked like he hadn’t had a b*th or a brush in AGES! He was wandering about the street without having a human on a lead! He was waggy and sniffy. And his tail woz nice and friendly.
Mum said he looked like he needed some help. So she took my lead off, and put it on him, and he and Tara walked the rest of th
We took Mum and Dad out for breakfast! To our paw place that does proper food for us.
look! This is our scrambled eggses.
Mum kept our bowls up on the table for AGES while she took pics cos she said our eggses were too hot hot hot. It was awful having to wait.
Mum squished them about in the bowl to make the cool down faster cos she said my whining was embarrassing. Haha! I was HUNGRY!!!
we got a WHOLE egg each! Yum!!!
we want to go there again toda
Just thought I would let you know about my important daily duties that I do daily for the pack and around the house.
They are very important. Did I tell you that? Cos they are.
This is what I do:
morning Garden Patrol, including side passage and rear gate. Poo. Wee.
collecting post, parcels and leaflets. I don’t actually collect them. I Alert Mum and then we go and collect the stuff together from the porch.
Important Snooze before breakfas
Mum: Just a v quick note before we begin, pointing out that Tara is 3yrs old, and has seen 3 whole winters. So her idea of 'best EVER!' isn't v extensive...
It is all rainywetsoggy outside to today, so we went with Mum and Dad to the pub and had steak bits and 100%burgerbits, but it is too cold and horrible for a walk, Mum says. So instead, I have to get to tell you all about our blizzards, and snowy drifts and exciting Wild Artic Weather wot we have
You know how Mum and Dad sometimes drag us into sausage places, and we get bored under the table while they stuff their faces with lovely food and drink stuff, and then after agesandagesandages we get to go outside and have some sausage wot they saved for us?
Don't get me wrong, I like the sausages! And the steak. And the 100percentbeefyburgers and the bits of chicken.
But now we have OUR OWN sausage place!
And it is only 10mins walk from home! So we can take Mum for
Hi Aunties!!!! We have been off doing interesting stuff and sleeping and eating and everything, so we've been far too busy to blog.
But today we only had a visit to Mam (that is Dad's Mum) and a walk round the park, so I get to blog for you and show AuntieCrystal flowers.
Did we tell you that Pop died? It happened in a hospital near Christmas. We are all sad about it. He used to mess up my sprouts and call me a boy, but I did love him. Mam is sad about it too. So we g
It is Mother's Day here, so me and Dad and Tara put our Thinking Hats on and decided wot to get for Mum on her day.
So we got her some chocolates. Dad says I have to tell you the were expensive and posh chocolates by somebody called Lindt, so that you know we love Mum very very much. And Mum likes chocolate. So that is OK.
And then we got me... er... Mum a new cushion. It has a picture of a very sexy babe on it. And I chose it specially.
I like Mum'
hello Aunties! How are you? I am very well thank you!
It was all wet and soggy today, so Mum and Dad said ‘no walk!’ but they said they would go out Hunting and bring some prey back.
i wanted to help, cos i am an excellent Hunter, but i think they were sensible to leave Tara behind, cos she always mucks everything up, and doesn’t have proper Hunting Instincts, like me. So then I had to stay with her! Cos she always gets silly if she is left alone.
But even without
Oh Aunties! It was awful.
usually when Mum stops her Work Stuff at lunchtime, we have a nice sniffy walk. I thought we were going to have TWO walks today, cos Dad took us for breakfast at the Sausage Place. So I was getting all waggy excited and thinking about that lamp post on the corner that needs A LOT of sniffing.
But then lunchtime comes, and Mum GRABS me! And she carries me through to the grooming table! And she does footsie torture! No walk! No sniffing! There
I just got back from a trip to Mrs Vet.
it was ACE!!!
I took Dad there. For my nasty prickle jab wot i have to have every year. I don’t like that bit.
But I had to sit in the waiting room for agesandagesandages and i got masses of fuss and attention. One nice lady said i had ‘rad piggies!’ (They are purple and pink stripey ones today). And then we went in to see Mrs V and she woz nice too. She says i have excellenty toofies for my age, all clean and white and shine
Just been watching an episode of Elementary. There was a scene in a cat cafe, with a male tabby sitting bolt upright proudly recieving worship.
It was Sidney. Size, posture, head angle, markings. Hit me like a bolt form the blue.
of course, it wasn’t him. As soon as he turned his face towards the camera his face was wider, and the eyes narrower.
but my goodness, do we ever get over it?