Wednesday, 31 December 2014

Poor me :(

Well, buddies I have been extremely poorly! Ok I haven't really been that sick per se but one has to make it sound worse than it was. I need to milk it for all it is worth...
So you might have seen a little while ago in this blog, that I had a bit of a weird growth on my head that came and went without further explanation. Well it came back with a vengeance! Even had a big problem to shake my head when I was wet. Was not painful but very uncomfortable and bulky...
look at me bump!!
This time we went to see my nemesis: the VET guy! But I was very nicely behaved even though they  poked me about, molested me by placing "something" where one does not place "something" *sobs*. Then they decided that they needed to poke around some more later and I had to go back for a sedative the next day. They did a really dodgy shave job on my beautiful fur and sneaked a needle in my cheek... OUCH!!

After all the tests a few days later, they decided to give me a mahoosive antibiotic treatment for a nasty bug they had found in there. Been on it since and the bump is slowly reducing. I will need to go back next week to try to find out the cause of the whole mess. Some of my twitter pals got the idea it could be some giant space alien bees but got to be sure...
Don't want it to keep coming back. I have people to woe with my good looks me. Can't do it with a half tennis ball grafted on me face!
and that's how to milk it
was high on sedatives!!
I have been told that I am still handsome though... Phew...

Thursday, 25 December 2014

The great storm

My woofness what weeks we are having. It is supposed to be summer, and in Oz that means a lot of sun and heat. But for a while we have had heaps of rain and crazy storms. Now, it is not too bad to have rain as Dad is happy that the grass is watered so it grows and he can keep cutting it... But I have had a bit enough now!

We have had everything but mostly lots of rain! The minions have had to empty the pool numerous times. We have even had a huge hail storm! You can see the amount of water and hail in the short video.

The hail stones were bigger than my paws!! Was the first time that I saw things like that falling from the sky. I had heard about cold stuff called snow from some of my buddies on twitter but never something like that! I tried to play with it and crunch some, but it was a bit cold on my tootsies...
nearly as big as a tea light!!
Then, on that same day it rained even more. We had more than 10 cm in the space of just 10 minutes and lots of wind. After all of the hail and the amount of water falling down, it started raining in the house too... The minions were running around like headless chickens with buckets and towels to try to contain the leaks.
I promise, it wasn't even me...

Following our amusement, mum decided that I hadn't had enough exercise in the morning, so she declared that we were going for a walk around the block.
She got all ready quickly .... So after my snooze, uh sorry I did say quickly... Well we started walking, I was sniffing a bit, a few metres in some drops started coming down. about 100m in, we were getting properly soaked. We only turned the corner of the street and Mum said we had to run back home. Which means I had to drag her bum all the way down the street. She is so slow I helped quickening things up. Dunno why she was scared to trip and be dragged through the mud...
So basically we had the shortest wettest walk ever. Then the storm started again. Winds were so strong that they pushed the stone mushroom from the front garden... Vandal!! Where am I going to wee in the morning?!?!
I think that I should definitely start building an arch, we could all move in, the girls and I can snuggle together... 

Friday, 19 December 2014

The great hunter is back!

Oh my dogness! I am going to fire my personal assisting minion. She has been so slack with my blog, I keep barking her to let me on the computer but would she listen??? Noooo....

Anyway, I got a few things to tell you but I'll start with the most important one: I love spring/summer evenings. They are great because there are lots of bunnies around with their lovely little white fluffy tails and I can show off my great hunting skills! Mum says that she is ashamed to go walking with me because I get a tad too excited even though we have been doing lots of training to calm me down. Last time she was amazed that I actually really passed a coupe of buns while walking relatively nicely on the lead after she told me to "leave it". However, I made up for it on the next one. She told me that the people in the street were going to think that she was pulling my legs off with a tweezer, all 10 of them... pfffft she always exaggerate *ahem* I was just vocalising my enthusiasm and showing off the new trick Mum & I have been working on: walking on my back legs like she does...

There is one thing that I don't like because it makes Mum sad though. Quite often on our walk in the weeks going up to Christmas, we see some bunnies of a strange colour. Not like the usual pals I try to "play" with. Mum says that they are not wild but some domestic bunnies that people let go because of the holidays. She says that her and Dad were helping the fluffs like that when they were living in the UK. I did offer to take them home but Mum looked at me with a sideway glance that made me think she didn't trust my rescuing skills... Domestic bunnies or not, they are still not coming to play with me, they might be asocial or something...

Last Wednesday, something different happened. We went for a walk on one of our usual route and suddenly a young male bush turkey ran out at us. Had lovely colours. He kept following us and was so close!! I usually don't really care about the bush turkeys because they are not exactly brainy, but this one was a little ballsy pal. I half heartedly told him to leave us alone with just a few little jumps in his direction, he was staying around less than half a metre away from me!! And he still stayed around turning his feathery bum to us and scratching dirt at us!!! Mum even got twigs on her head... I gave up pretty quickly in my hope of telling him to choof off. He followed us for more than 200m, backwards, scratching at us like an idiot!! Was fun but then he gave up and ran back with his little puffed up chest feeling all proud of himself to have chased us away... whatever mate...

Alright now I have to put my little paws on my ears because mum is having trouble put her lenses on, and she is using a language that no pup should be subjected to... I'll tell you of some more of our adventures from the past few weeks soon, promise!

Sunday, 30 November 2014

Puppymodo

Well pals, I was complaining about Mum being a bit clumsy and bumping on stuff, but I have to say that I did beat her on the dodgy happenings... Just before Dad came back last week, Mum thought that I was looking a bit weird. She looked at me a bit closer and turns out that I had a rather big bump on me head! Just on one side! I had a bit of an eye ouchy during the week before but she took care of it and it cleared up. My head really blew up, quite a bit and fairly quickly. The minions waited to see how it was going, before deciding if we were visiting to the dreaded V.E.T.  as I was still eating (well why wouldn't you?!?!?!) and behaving as normal, that is to say very well, of course!! Thankfully they held up for the vet as they believed it was going to stress me more at the time. And apparently another GSP lady had the same thing happen to her and it passed all alone.
Mum is pretty sure that on the second day I had a few hours with a bit of a temperature but then the bump came down and it was feeling much less hot.

You will be happy to know that I am back to my handsome self now, all is sorted, and I did that all alone too in just a couple of days. They think I must have had a small infection, maybe in the ear, that cleared up. They do not think I knocked myself on something or got bitten.

Mum's other explanation is that my brain leaked out, though she says it's surprising with only one neurone...!! RUDE!!!

I think I will make up my own dramatic story, just because Mum's ones are either far too pragmatic...or too rude...
Lovely handsome ME!
puppymodo...

Sunday, 16 November 2014

Daddy has abandoned me...again!

Pals, things have been bad bad bad in the house this week... I had a lovely Saturday with Dad last week end and then BAM!! He disappeared on Sunday, left me all alone with Mum. And gosh, I tell you she surpassed herself in clumsiness this week.
I'm not even talking about running in spider webs or tripping on things when we are out walking... This morning she actually slipped down a slight inclination we were following! But this is nothing!! She went to chat with the neighbour after coming back from work one day and swore she would just be 30 minutes max... Well 2 hours later she rocked up saying sorry and all!! I was crossing my paws to go to the bathroom me! 
Then she succeeded to lock us out of the house yesterday. She says it's my fault because I was rushing her whining while she was getting the treats ready... As if an innocent little pup like me could be blamed for airhead mum to not take the keys with her before closing the doors... Luckily we did go to have fun before she came back and broke in the house! Ok she didn't really break in the house she just found that she hadn't closed the bathroom window before going out in the morning... Phew, all my shinbone money nearly went on calling a locksmith out of hours!

Oh yeah and another example, we were playing a nice game of fetch in the backyard and BAM (again..) Mum very skilfully sent my toy on the roof... She had to go get the big ladder which is very heavy. I was fearing the worst, but luckily we survived this without me having to drive her to the emergency hospital...

Well Dad would better come back quickly from his little boat trip, work or no work, because I am not so sure there will be much more left of the female minion soon. Did I tell you that she banged her head with the mower? No? You know our new mower has got a little handle on spring that need to be kept up while moving for safety cutout of the engine, well she was moving the machine (not while it was ON I must admit) and she pressed the handle bend down while manoeuvring and moved her hand off... the spring works, Mum's forehead less so *sigh* it's a bit blue now... 
Ok I'd better stop there or she's going to be upset I'm telling you all this, if she reads that post... Going to look out for Dad, he should surely come home someday soon...
poor innocent little angelic me

Tuesday, 11 November 2014

The hen parties

It's been a long time I haven't told you about how the ladies are going. They've grown lots and are now super huge and looking juicy... *ahem* I mean looking very lush like lovely lady hens *cough cough* .... I go to open and close their coop everyday, ok not me exactly but the minions let me come with them and point at the coop while they do it. Last time I saw them in front of me, the door was open and there was nothing between me and them... but mum had told me to stay down a meter away... Oh I wish I could have gone and given them a cuddle... *sobs*

At least they've really got going on the egg front and they have been giving plenty. The minions don't feed me nearly enough of them and they give them all away too!! They say they can't keep up with the quantities, I could me, but as always they just don't listen to me... The eggs are funny, they are all different shape and colours!
The poor hens have been hassled by the magpies as I have too, these magpies are so nasty and they really go for them. I do my best to alert the minions but because I'm not allowed in the front garden due to an old and false accusation of jumping the front fence and running across the busy road, I can't go and sort them out myself... But they are surviving, they also get some guests in their run. The ladies keep digging at the edge under the coop and a group of pigeons keep sneaking in. They are nice looking pigeons very well together young lads... But mum's not happy that the girls are having parties and sharing their food. The minions say they want to meet the parents first *rolls eyes* seriously... They're crazy... ;P
Mildred running to the opportunity of sunflower seeds
Winifred talking back... as per usual...
fancy miss Barnie keeping an eye on mum
and Buffie at the back

Saturday, 1 November 2014

What hot summer's days are for...

Even though it's not summer yet, things are warming up quickly. We've had quite a few days above 30˚C and today was one hot one again. To top it all there is a real strong wind and some rain. You'd think it would cool things down but NO it only makes it super hot and HUMID!!!

It is really too much for a poor pup. So the best way to beat that heat, apart to stay flat under the fan inside... Is to get splashings from the minions! Now I am very specific and particular with my splashes, mostly with the hose... I don't like the hose... so they need to be just right! Luckily I have taught the minions the right way :)
An other option to stay cool is to whine to get in the swimming pool! I loooove the swimming pool, I think I could stay in there all day, but kill-joy mum never let's me, pffft... However, I have tricked her into throwing water non stop lately. It's easy you see, I just need to do a few crazy jumps and she will keep throwing water trying to make me do some more! She is so easy to fool...
look! I'm flying!!!
uh no, that damn gravity...
there appears to be a new species of shark in the pool!
I need to be careful and stay cool as well because I saw dad bringing back some sandwich bread and he said he was hungry... don't want to end up as a hot dog!!!... Alright I'd stay chatting here, but I'm feeling a tad heated... time to go stand in front of the pool door and whine methinks, see ya laters  pals :)

Thursday, 23 October 2014

Who needs a groomer...

So this weekend, the minions did some work in the garage. Bit of clean up under the house.. went to check too, and at the same time I perfected my Haloween costume... turns out there are quite a few spiders living under the house! I don't know why mum was all worked up really... 1) I cleaned up for her and 2) I didn't even come out of there doing woohoohoo to scare her, so really she is just whining for nothing.

Dad is also rejuvenating the storage space in the garage. Bit of sanding, change of worktop and door handles, and he has also picked a lovely new colour to repaint the whole cupboard set. A nice little blue. I like it very much actually... So much so that I think it would perfectly enhance my beautiful eyes and contrast magnificently with my fur colour. So I decided to add a few highlights of blue on the fur of my ear. Just on the edges, you don't want to overdo it, after it looks too try-hard!!

Mum had something to say about that too... this minion is never happy about anything really...
shame you can't see well,
but I do think that that beautiful blue is great with my fur

Friday, 17 October 2014

Magpies...

I swear I will have an Aussie magpie burger one day... Or a magpie pie BOL!
Ahem, where was I? Ah yes, my complaint... There are quite a few magpies around and goodness they are really ballsy! Magpies are very territorial, so spring can get very tricky when they get make their nests and decide that everything and everybody is a threat to their chicks. Ok in my case I sort of can see why they might think that... but it's not an excuse!....

We have a few around our place, and mostly a couple of them who are right pain in the ar****.....

First they keep annoying the girls at the front, swooping them at any opportunity. The hens take that opportunity to screams their beaks off obviously and prevent me from sleeping... I have become quite a good guide for the minions to go and check them. Even when the minions can't hear anything, I can always tell when the ladies are in trouble and let those two useless watch-humans know so they can go give them a hand. As you can imagine with the very discrete and majestic manner fitting with the legacy of my great hunting breed... usually by whining my head off and pointing at the window...

But last time the magpies just went further and it was the last straw... I was outside, minding my own business, and *ahem* let's say ON business... And then suddenly... SWOOP...!!!
They dive bombed ME!!! While I was *ahem* busy!!!!! How rude is that? One, it's my own backyard thank you very much, and two... I WAS OTHERWISE OCCUPIED, a little bit of privacy never hurts anyone. So now I'm keeping an eye out while...busy... It's not easy really, pretty uncomfortable and hard to relax!
Last time I nearly caught the blimey little pain, tried to swoop me while I was parading in the backyard and just saw the magpie slightly too late to get a good target snap... Didn't come back for a second pass after that though...

One day I will get them, one day... And then who'll be laughing with a belly full of magpie burger!...

Monday, 13 October 2014

I'm building an arch...

Humpffff.... What is this weather?! A little while ago there was so much rain that the minions had to empty the pool 4 times. We kept getting all wet and melting, and the girls were not too happy about it either. They started to say that they were transforming into ducks!

Then it started to get hot, really hot... Was melting but for other reasons. The only upside of that is that the minions and I started playing with water :D but it's not nice when the only thing you can do is drag yourself on metre off your water bowl before dehydrating into a crisp...

Then tonight, the minions came back from work, mum got ready for our outing (I had a long nap during that time, I don't need to sleep for another month now...). We went in the car and suddenly the sky opened up, mum went to the park close to the house and for some insane reason she went out of the car and opened the boot for me to go out !!

Uh na, thank you very much, I'm good in the boot... And the lighting was going off everywhere... Let's back up inside the car, might get my paws wet... I stay here and you go for a walk mum, see you in a bit!

She grumped about but for some reason didn't go for her walk, dunno why. So we went home and played inside, there's not much space for throwing the ball there but we managed, and at least I didn't drown or got hit by lightning!

Heard that the coming weather isn't really good this week, sounds like mum is going to have to get inventive with indoors amusements. Time to find some new tricks methinks...

Sunday, 12 October 2014

We did a-Zs-gility seminar!

What a weekend we had last week! The minions told me that they had three days of play time with MEEEE, woohoo! I like long weekends even if entertaining the minions for 3 days is exhausting... :)
And there was a special treat for "little" me. It has been a long time since we did a full weekend of agility, but the minions had reserved a working spot to an agility seminar a long time ago.
Two full days of crazy work under the sun.

The lovely person giving the seminar was Zsofi Biro from Hungary. Both days started at 8am but that was the actual working start, the minions had to be there earlier tsehehe.

It was so very hot, for both days. Luckily some very organised mum had brought little clam shell pools for splashings. I was mostly a very good boy staying in my crate (well the minions gave me treats for just staying in there without doing anything!!!). Only just ran out once to scare Mum to death... Mwahahaha...
Did quite a few things on the agility course too, but after a while it was so hot that I went and hid in the tunnel tsehehe, they had to drag me out again and again ;P

The evening of the second day we all finished with some fun tunnel course and I ran and didn't hide this time, but they had to reset all the tunnels cause my big butt moved them all off despite all of the heavy bags! Well, sorry but I'm bigger than my mate Jaxon! It's not fat, I'm just big boned...
Lots of my mates did really good and I'm sure lots of us were sleeping soundly for a few days afterwards. I really didn't want to get up for my outing the next morning Zzzzzzz

Was a lot of fun and daddy got lots of ideas during that couple of days, so now he keeps working on some agility things while we are out and even in the garden. Mum is even doing some stuff as well!! Can't a pup get some rest?!?!
cooking oven course
Look at me all good in my crate
my mate Bodhi doing an Alice in wonderland impression!
slightly too small crate ;)

Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Adventures

FREEDOM!!! I succeeded at last!!! Last wednesday, Mum and I went for a little late afternoon fun on the grounds next to the national park. It was dark and as usual there was a lot of rabbits and kangaroos. Mum decided that, as I had been a very good boy for a while, she was going to use the very long lead again while we were walking. She put my walking harness on, the one that daddy likes... then the 5 metre lead and then my usual bungee lead that is 1-2m, plenty of length for running around mummy, sniffing while she snails ahead... I love it.

Off we went in the darkness, I would add some scary ghost soundtrack there but really that's not that scary! Had some good sniffs and then we arrived at the far away open space where the horses run around. There's always kangaroos and noisy lapwings down there. Even saw a fox once! But this time I was walking next to mum and I saw a nice little wallaby at the back... I took off, Mum kept her arm for the first run up. I must say that I was impressed with her little hand strength there, 32kg full speed bullet versus a stationary mum of undisclosed weight :P! But I loosened her grip and went again... She couldn't hold on and I ripped the leash off her hand. I had a momentary slow down with hesitation but when I realised that she had let go, I took off hot in pursuit of the bouncy prey. I think I heard a feint but slightly crazed voice calling my name and some kind of frantic whistling, but didn't care I was the hunter, finally showing my greatness, following my prey, in the dark... Oh very dark... mmmm where did the kangaroo go again? ah that way... oh there's also some smells there... mmm where's mum?

Mum had forgotten her phone at work... of course! And Daddy was in the centre of Sydney for work... Perfect timing for my escapade.
Apparently, she told me that after calling frantically for me for what felt like an eternity, she tried to run back full speed to get to the peeps doing the training at the club, to reach a phone and tell dad what had happened and where she would be. She also admitted that she ran out of steam half way through and decided to slow down as feinting in the middle of the field wasn't going to help anything...

She got there, stopped everybody which her frantic waving and out of breath unintelligible utterances. Luckily, some kind souls understood her... Jaxon and Biddie with their mums helped her. I came back to find them getting into their car! They said they were going at the back where I had left but I'm sure they were all going to leave to have a nice cup of tea somewhere!

Anyway I arrived back after my nice run. Followed Mum's smell to find her back because she wasn't where I left her. That wasn't too hard really, cause she SMELLS!!! I was all happy and proud of myself, she looked very relieved for some reason and she gave me plenty of cuddles and treats, but if I am not mistaken I saw something that was really saying a lot of rude words in her eyes!! Don't know why, but anyway I got a fun run and treats! double bingo!!
Was a bit tired afterwards, panting for ages, but gosh that was so much fun!! I will try to do that again, Mum says no way, pffff kill joy, might try anyway and go LALALALALAALA if she tells me otherwise!!!  
until we meet again...

Friday, 12 September 2014

Good old truth I say...

He he he, read that with mummy last week but forgot to post it on the blog! I completely agree with that. Hope they make T-shirts. Might get one for my minions...
http://firstdogonthemoon.com.au

Thursday, 28 August 2014

The minion's disappearance

Well pals, it happened after 2.5 years... It started all innocently. The minions were putting things in a bag and then, the door bell went off and the next thing I remember was being put in a van! with a strange person I didn't know, and no minion!! They abandoned me, or I was dog-napped!! I got left with weird strangers *sobs* for an eternity *sobs again*

Ok the weird strangers were actually pretty nice... and I got my own big place and treats and pigs ears and we played a lot of ball games... BUT I HAD NO MINIONS!

I'm hesitating between two explanations for this ordeal:
1- I was dog-napped and the minions looked for me tirelessly for 3 days and nights and finally tracked my captors and me down in a state wide search for little me, that's the most dramatic and really the most sensible explanation I can think of...
2- I believe their incredible far fetched story that they had to go up north for something and I couldn't come in the plane... Why can't I come in the plane, they didn't even ask me hey? I'm sure they just invented that story to lessen the drama of my dog-napping really....

But I do have some doubts about their whereabouts and how hard they looked for me, because they keep taking about what a nice time they had and how nice something was... It must be a ruse, something couldn't have been so good without ME really...
But then look what I found in their pics!! Uh Dad?? Is that you?!?!
Well all that is really strange... And then after we finally get reunited, Dad disappears again. We all drove in Mum's little red car one morning and Dad got out with a big bag and I haven't seen him since!! He might have been dad-napped!! But Mum doesn't seem to be looking for him at all! What is happening?
I'm so depressed I had to ask the hens for some of their eggs, for once they were nice and gave me some to add in my brekkies. But Winifred the silver grey dorking is still talking about it... Gosh she doesn't stop cackling that one, I need earplugs...

Tuesday, 12 August 2014

It's only fair!!

Well after Dad and I got in trouble last time for playing with needles... it's only fair that the girls get in the dog house when they make trouble!
looking all innocent...
Zelie, the youngest PR finally did an egg, but wasn't a great one. She got so shocked by it all that she became quite badly sick... So Mum had to syringe feed her with antibiotics and wetted feed. Mum did try to share the duties with Dad, but he didn't succeed to feed her, apparently Mum said that he was waiting for her to open her mouth and she didn't Bwahaha...
Then on top of that, they are little pests. They look all innocent and sweet when the minions look at them, and then as soon as they turn their back, the girls start fighting between each other! Mum thought that one of the currawong attacked Winifred the silver grey Dorking, as she was bleeding from the top of her beak. But actually, it was Barnie... They are sooooo naughty!!!
nose bleeding or not one has to look ones best
Last week one of them decided that she was going to lay an egg from the top of the perch... The perch is at more than 1m height... Guess what happened to the egg! SPLAT!!! Now I'm sulking because I was promised one and it got all splattered on the floor :(. And also they lay their eggs whenever they want, it can be at 7am through to 4pm... I'm hungry waiting for my omelette me! Have a bit of consideration!!! And don't want to say but only two of them are truly working, the other 4 are still broken...

I also don't want to keep dobbing on them but they keep digging spots and makes the front garden look like a crazy mole as taken residence in the front yard. As well as nibbling all of the leaves of the hedge plants that the minions placed in the front.

And just while I'm at it I shall add that Winifred escaped twice while Mum was trying to clean them up on Saturday...
So you see I'm a really good puppy while the girls are being the naughtiest ever, but oh no, who is being called a silly naughty pup? ME, while I'm being so good!!! That is not FAIR.
what is she doing in here again? 
got any food? 
big grown up girl Mildred

Saturday, 2 August 2014

My precious!

The minions are torturing me once again. But now I have the full video proof of it! You know how I like to play fetch and I like bouncy little plastic balls HiBounce. Well last time we were waiting to go out and they had one of them and they bounced it and were pretending to throw it but not really. Poor little me, look!!

You can see how tortured and mistreated I am in the video... *sobs*

Friday, 25 July 2014

Somebody mentioned a hay stack?

Uh oh... Dad and I are in the Dog House!! Which is something to say given that we all leave in the same house. But I also want to add that I am the unfortunate victim of a plot, because really I haven't done nothing wrong at all, as you will see...
Dad decided that he was going to repair some of his shorts. He's got an increasingly bigger belly so he popped a few buttons... Uh what Dad? No not saying anything, nothing at all....
So he asked Mum to find him buttons because even though he found the sewing kit, he must have had difficulty looking into the little bag...*giggles*
Well after Mum found him some buttons he applied himself to the task. Mum was doing some cleaning in another room, but I decided to stay and help Dad, moral support and all that.
After a bit Mum came back to see if we were still alive or all sewn together. And guess what? We were still alive!!
I was doing quality spot checking around Dad. Mum came round to give me a little cuddle, she's needy like that... But then she looked at me weird because I was chewing a bit. Wot?? Can't a pup chew a bit? Chew, chew, chew... She thought I was chewing a bit long so she decided to look at what I was chewing and put her whole fingers and hand in my mouth... I hope she washed her hands before doing that really! And she kept poking and suddenly I hear a OH GOSH! More poking... and she finally pulls out a big needle out of the side of my tongue...Uh oops, was I not suppose to hold on to that for Dad??
So then Mum just told us both off. Dad for spreading needles around and me for scoffing everything I find. Don't see anything wrong with just checking what is on the floor and I am innocent of any wrong-doing, though still somehow blamed... So now Dad and I are sulking...

Sunday, 20 July 2014

Made such a mess...

Oops forgot to tell you about the mess the minions made in the house last weekend! They got into their head that the side of the house wasn't really "pretty", so they want to redo the garage and the whole side because they don't like concrete... I thought it was perfectly good to go have a wee but hey, what do you want me to say...

So a few days before the week end, Dad announced that they needed to do some shopping. Immediately, Mum was thinking of nice clothes and diamonds, but they ended up getting a sledge hammer and a big metal crow bar... Well t'is nearly the same no?
what it looked like before,
looks a lot more neat and tidy
that what it really was...
Also on the Friday, a big thing in metal arrived on my front driveway. Nobody asked me about it!! I went to check it, and it seemed ok, so I'll let it go for this time... And then on Saturday the madness started they were using the hammer and hurting the concrete bam bam bam! Pieces of concrete flying everywhere! They kept huffing and puffing picking up some of the pieces. I tried to help, but I was always shooed away, which was quite rude I shall add. But then I got an idea, the minions must have been quite bored by the repetitive bashing they were doing, I went to get my ball to keep them entertained. Then, ball and I helped, but I don't know why the minions kept sending ball away, so I kept bringing ball back, yay we're playing fetch, right? They still didn't look impressed... what has a puppy got to do!
look what they did!!
Ball and I helping...
Also I wanted to add that if that was me who had done a hundredth of that mess, I would have been grounded for an entire year. But it's them so "it's all ok". Where is the justice there I ask you???
When they stopped bashing the poor concrete (which between you and me was quite dangerous given Mum's inability of staying injury free for more than 2 seconds), they decided to put everything in the big metal thing, was really noisy! It kept resonating and hurting my poor ears. Had to put my paws on my ears, even the girls were agreeing that they were noisy... and that's something coming from them!!!
they couldn't put anymore in there...
Now it's a bit of a messy mud pit, not sure it's any better but they said that it was just the start. I sort of like it because I can run like a mad pup and I get muddy paws and then I can run back in the house and mum loves it because she runs in with me waving her hands and singing after me. We're having fun!!! Mwahaha!
Now after wrecking the outside they are doing a mess in one of the room inside. When will all that stop? And what about running about and playing with ME! Pffff those minions, I tell you...

Friday, 11 July 2014

They're not broken!!

Oh My Dog!! Sorry peeps, was going to tell you what we've been up to last weekend, but that will have to wait!! You know how I was complaining that the hens were broken and only using up space, and that I couldn't even eat one or two...
Well turns out they're not broken! Or at least one of them is working. That's two days in a row that the minions found a little egg in there. We're not sure whose it is, because it's an anonymous egg, it's masked, like zorro... But we've etched a plan to know who is the culprit. We're going to send Dad out with a cup of tea tomorrow morning while Mum and I wait next to the fire, mwahaha!
Seems like the secretive hen is an early riser too, because she must have prepared her eggs at about 7.45am. I guess that's good for breakfast on the weekends :)
Now we need to fix the other 5 hens and we'll have to get Mum to make plenty of cakes and yummy food, oh yes and homemade treats for me!!
And the minions said I could go and look for the eggs in the morning, yay!!!

Tuesday, 8 July 2014

Our own remake of ER

We did a bit of work on the house at the end of last week (you got to wait for my next post for the details!). Well I did most of it myself, but the minions helped a bit... And I have come to the conclusion that Mum could keep a casualty department running all by herself sometimes...

She began her week-end fun early on Friday evening. She said she was going to make a quiche, ok so far so good... She started cutting a few things and uh oh! sharp knife... Well of course she turned her head while cutting the bacon, which ended up in her cutting her finger, badly I shall add. She blames me because I was explaining to her I could help with the bacon. She always has to blame somebody... She did finish her quiche with the 9 fingers she had left and I even had a bit. Between you and me I would have made a better job on the bacon...

Then, they decided to make a real mess on the side of the house, you'll see, t'is atrocious! If I had done a hundredth of that I would be forever grounded, but oh no... not them! they can do it without being told off. Anyway, at least I did help a lot. The thing is, the messing about involved a 10kg sledgehammer and a huge steel pole. Is Dad crazy?!?! He lets Mum go anywhere close to those and even handle these items?!?! But amazingly she succeeded to come through without any of these items causing her grievous bodily harm (I know, I can't explain that one either...). While they were doing the mess, they let the hens run around free in the front garden, I was watching but somebody seem to have tangled me in a long leash that got caught on the metal railing, I couldn't go and have a chat with them... Anyway, there are some nasty currawongs around, they go by pair to attack the girls. On one such occasion, mum ran out to chase them... She didn't see the old metal hook the previous owner had placed on the side of the carport... But she did hear the big crunch when her nose collided with it apparently!! *sigh*
Now she's going on and on and on about how her nose hurt, and she can't blow her nose, and ouch how it hurts... blah blah blah blah blah..... She didn't even bleed that much anyway...
But don't worry, I'm on the currawong case, I just need to untangle that leash...
By then, I realised that I had to keep a close eye on her or I wouldn't have an entire Mum by the end of the weekend. I think I did a pretty good job at it, she only just knocked her tibia with a heavy box. It's only a bruise, it will pass... :P

On Sunday we went for a drive, so I thought that I could put my guard down a bit, after all what could she do to herself in the car?! Well apparently she can knock her head in the car... *sigh, again*... really... what am I going to do with her!
mummy!!

Thursday, 26 June 2014

Routine

Then the best part of the morning was that Mum made a bit of breakfast and some toasts yehahh, now that's what I'm taking about! Some nice crunchy toast in my belly, errr, sorry nice toasts for "her" brekkie...
She started walking around with her toast and she said she was going for her shower... Well, ok, why not... And shall I add: yeepee toast and splashes!!

She nonchalantly went in the bathroom, so I followed her in. But then, she closed the door behind me! Eh what!?!? and then she.... well she... I can't even tell it, it's so raw!! So emotional...
She WASHED me all over with the smelly flowery shampoo!!! YUK!

And it was morning! She usually washes me in the afternoon!!! And she took a toast! The toast didn't even have anything on it. It was PLAIN toast

Next time I'l make sure that I follow only toasts with something worth it on, like foie gras or peanut butter. I guess I would have known something was up with the peanut butter cause she doesn't like it. However, who cares: a whole toast with peanut butter on it would be ok in exchange for just a tail rinse. Not the full body wash though, that would take more, much much more!!

At least I might have found a way to make all that malarkey less traumatic. Some of my twitter pals are developing fox poo and rabbit poo conditioners in their secret underground laboratory!! I NEED some!!!

Sunday, 22 June 2014

Dog's guide for new things

I have noticed, times and times again, that the minions seem to have trouble understanding how things work with me around here...
So here is a very simple guide for them (or any other pup's minions) to follow:

- If the minions have food for the pup, the pup will want to eat it now.
- If the minions have food for themselves, the pup will want to eat it now.

Actually, let's rephrase: if there is food anywhere in the vicinity of a pup, the pup will want to eat it...

Now that that's cleared up, let us look into another issue: new things. Let's be clear any item coming through that front door needs to be checked and verified by the Pup Border Control. Think about the Australian customs, but in more thorough... And as any self respecting pup would know, the best way to check anything is to put it in your mouth!

Also another thing, the minions presence and undivided attention is required, at any time, in any manner or circumstance, whatever they "want" or "have" to do. Nothing is more important. Even if the minion can be seen or is behind a closed door (transparent or not) I will whine until full access is restored. And it does not matter if another minion is right next to the pup at the time, by the way...

Alright, that should have cleared up a few things, from now on, don't let me have to tell you again!
you're sure you don't have any food there?

Thursday, 19 June 2014

Finally!

Hi there! Gosh that's a real fight to be able to access the computer these days! Mum's always saying she's working... Who is she trying to kid, I can see she's just looking at the newspaper! 
Anyway, we've been doing plenty of things, lots of walks and retrieving work lately. A bit of agility in the backyard too, but lots of Obedience/RallyO moves with precision work for 'gility too. And Mum and I have been busting some dance moves. We need a bit of practice if we want to get dance routines together, so it's trick times here. And the advantage is that sometimes we don't need to go out too much late in the day cause it's dark and cold outside!!!

My main problem lately though, is that there are a lot of possums and kangaroos around and Mum never lets me play with them... Not fair! We even saw thousands of babbits a few nights ago and still she kept going on and on about how I had to sit and be calm... blah blah blah... I'm sure that they would have loved a game of chase really... Who wouldn't? But Mum doesn't seem to want to bulge from that idea, so I guess I'll have to humour her for a bit... However, to show my discontent when we're back home, I'll pout until she notices, take pity and give me her food... Not that it works much, I'm just starving...
I'll pout and sulk then...

Saturday, 14 June 2014

House chores

As you may know, Dad is a bit obsessed with mowing. Personally I don't really get it but I thought I was going to have a bit of bonding time with him... So I got him to teach me how to mow the loan. Gosh what did I start! He was just going on and on and on. Explaining all the details about not only the mower, but how and when to cut the grass...
Let's get started!
After a bit he finally told me how to start the big machine. So I have to hold the handle down and pull on that little handle. Then it should start, but I have to keep holding the handle down, pfff not easy!
that's where the starting squiggly is...
And then, gosh, he restarted talking about everything for ages. I just wanted to get on with it and have my dinner... But at least now I know how to mow (ow ow ow :P ), so I can do that during the day when the minions are out, working hard for my kibble.
pfff, blah blah blah... can he get on with it...

Thursday, 12 June 2014

The correct sofa etiquette

I've been a very good boy and behaved so I've been allowed to write another post... :P
You might have heard that I am not allowed on the house furnitures, either sofas *sigh* or the big minions' bed *BIG sigh* (they're just space hugger, that place is so big they get lost in there, so I don't see why I'm not allowed up there...).

I've tried everything over the time from the sneaky slow motion crawl up to the brazen jump up and curl in an unmovable pile of gooey mess. All attempts resulted in a one demand to go off followed by a heartless tilt of the sofa if I did not comply... How rude!!!

So I tried a few things... Wasn't easy to work out the proper way or limit in-between the too much, i.e. get thrown off, and the too little, i.e. a bit of a let down aka the floor...
I tried the full on jump on Dad as if I didn't see he was there and see what happens. Well I can tell you straight away, not a good outcome for team pup...
Then I tried the "oh hello! Is that seat next to you taken?" approach... Not much better outcome!
Then I thought that maybe if I was distracting him with a bit of a play he might forget that I was actually on the sofa and keep playing. That could theoretically work, they have a short-term memory those minions so you need to try and manage that to your advantage... Result: it worked for about 30 seconds... Not a convincing amelioration of the state of affairs...
So I had to have a bit of a rethink of my plan. The problem is that they do not want me to be fully on the sofa. I can put a couple of paws up when we do trainings but that's not really satisfying... really...
I want to be able to sit on there me! And then bingo!! I found the perfect solution!
Now that's the way to do it... Comfily sitting on the sofa but all the paws touch the floor so they can't tell me off, mwahaha the advantage of having long legs!!! Then add a soup├žon of the "eye" and you got the complete correct sofa etiquette! Infallible...

I think I'm in trouble...

Hello everybody, sorry for the non posting for a while, but I've been grounded... I've been very naughty...

Last Sunday we went for an agility trial in Newcastle. Was really far, long trip in the car and early start of the day. Mum would have preferred to stay in bed but we all crawled in the car anyway. Think we should have stayed home, wouldn't be in trouble now...

We arrived there and saw some of our mates. Was nice to see Jaxon and his mum Frankie again. That's a long time we haven't seen each other. They had a fab week end and they even got their JD title! Woohoo.

We had entered in 4 events, jumping excellent and open and agility novice and open. It was a new ground we had never been before, and we did as we always do, Mum goes around visiting with me for a bit of a walk and burn a bit of energy, while Dad goes to see the courses and stuffs.

Our first run was JDX. Had a pretty cool time! I was real fast and we both had a great time, I just dropped a bar and overshot one of the jumps but all in all a fast and furious honourable attempt. Even the lovely judge told so.

Then came the time for the novice agility. Dad wasn't too enthused about it and a bit grumpy about something. our turn came and I was a bit distracted, overshot the weaves and Dad made me come back and the judge started talking to Dad in the middle of the run, and I got pissed off... I... ahem... how to say... well told the judge what I thought about it, and I might... ahem... have nipped at his jacket too... *embarrassed* I didn't like that judge and he made my buddy's mum cry... Never had any problem with any other in the past and never been a problem, cause they're not supposed to talk...
Dad wasn't looking very happy, and he didn't finish the course. And then Mum wasn't happy either. And then I didn't even get to run the rest of the agility :(

But worse, I think that I am in big trouble cause I can't go to trials anymore for a couple of months and then I must show that I have changed my ways.
I can tell you that the minions have already been rethinking *again* what we do. I'm on the straight and narrow, so I got to behave.

Mum says that she was anyway thinking of adding a few more serious posts about my "issues" on here and the training we do to alleviate them. She says it could be useful for other minions facing that kind of problems but I think she just wants to dob on me... Well for now I'll go back in my corner to eat my hard bread and water *sobs*...

Wednesday, 4 June 2014

The girls are growing a lot!

It's a long time I haven't talked to you about the girls isn't it! Well the feathery butts are still here, all of them... not my fault!... And gosh unless mum swaps them every week, I think they are growing quite a lot. 
One thing for sure is that they are not scared of me. Depending of the day and the state I am in, I either pretty much just glance at them or go on the full point trance (well for example if mum made me run in rabbit heaven just before...). Mum is always laughing at me cause the point usually happens in the late evening when they are not even out, but who cares they SMELL!!!

Last weekend I was very upset, because the minions both went out and played chase and catch with the girls! I wanted to play too but I was stuck in the house, how unfair! But then they said that they were treating the girls, eww the girls are dirty, nananananereuh, ewww better keep my distance ;P
Apparently they were discussing that the girls might soon get more space and start being allowed to run free in the front garden! Uh what? MORE space out of MY house? I don't think so!! Has anybody even asked for my opinion? I'm not even mentioning asking for my permission...

And I don't want to say, but I thought all that malarkey was supposed to be for all the eggs they were going to produce to make my treats, not wanting to dob on anyone but I don't see a lot of eggs! I'm not buying the "it's winter" excuse. Those girls are lazy and living the good life without having to pay their way! Or they are broken... Oh yeah I like that explanation better... Muuuuuummmm the hens are broken and not working, I'll go and eat them to make space for new ones... thx brb :*
the young'uns
better look at the little silver grey dorking on the right
the "old" folks
all of the girls in complete... ahem...
harmony??
PS for my lovely readers who haven't suffered enough the annoyance of english text writing thx brb :* means thanks, I'll be right back, kisses!