T'is too hot

There has been some really hot weather lately. I know I have short fur, but I still do not like it when it is in the 30s˚C. Nothing you can do except sweat, pant and get sunburnt. I don't want to get my poor nose sunburnt! Ouch! And another issue is that the stones and roads get hot and it roasts my paw pads!! So the only thing to do is to snooze, preferably under the fan. You have to find the right comfortable position though. It can take a bit of effort... 

quite comfy but would be better if I had
the space to stretch my head

The minions laughed at me because I was wriggling so much that I rolled off the sofa... Several times... The first time Dad was underneath me. That cushioned the landing if you see what I mean... The time after that, I heard a bit of a rush of movement of what sounded like my bed before I got rudely awaken while falling... Oh weird my bed was underneath me, thought I left it across the room...

I'm HOT, whine... I want to go in the pool, whine...

Anyway, looks like the hot weather is going to continue for a few more days, it's too much! Can I go in the pool now please?

They've gone back :(

I don't like January... I have loads of fun with the minions during the Christmas/New Year break because they take a few days off work. It's tiring to have them all day here at home, but it is great to be able to beg for treats and cuddles whenever you feel like it throughout the day. Normally, I have to wait until they come back in the evening... However, this year, as you can see from my previous posts, there has been some naughty behaviour from the minions... They went out, did gardening and tried to not pay attention to me, also played with new pets without me... Even worse, I have even heard that they went to the beach without me!!! That is unforgivable!! TUT TUT TUT!!!!

But now they went back to work a couple of weeks ago. At first I was happy to have a bit of peace and quiet for my beauty sleep, but now I'm bored... so I have decided that I am sulking... That will teach them!

They've even found new pets!

See told you I was badly looked after... Not only do they spend all of their time doing some gardening, which between you and me, is just a fake excuse to tease me and have fun doing some digging that they always forbid me to do.... Well now they are even playing with new pets in the house!! 

I thought that the hens were largely annoying enough, at least they are at the front of the house... But no!! The minions are now playing with the spiders in MY backyard and on MY patio. I am not even allowed to play along. Always sent away! Poor me. Mum keeps dancing and using little cans that spray smelly stuff. I am not sure how fun those new guys are because they don't seem to have a lot of stamina. They appear to always take very long naps together after playing with the minions. Think they are very bored easily those weird new pets...

So badly looked after...

Look at what the minions got busy doing instead of playing with me during their time off! This is unacceptable!! Took them ages and apparently that's not even finished. They kept going out and leaving me in the house...
I think I will have to report them for abandon. As if two daily outings and play and swimming in the pool 6 times per day and the meaningless other entertainment they offer me was enough... I am abused, I tell you all... abused!!!

the vertical garden

the staghorn

some hanging greeny things

I tried to help with the gardening but as per usual, got told to leave... ungrateful minions...

me helping to remove the offcuts...

What was she thinking!!!

So as I said the minions stayed at home and had a quite Christmas. Mum made us a roast duck with a bit of orange twist and some lovely roasted vegetables and steamed greens. Also had yummy custard and pudding. I thought we would share the duck roast but Mum only placed two plates on the table! How rude, where is poor Daddy going to eat? Uh what? Dad and Mum are eating on the table and not me? WHAT??? *sulk*

told him not to stay too long in the sun...

Apparently, I was supposed to go and eat my Christmas dinner on my mat. Didn't even have roasted vegetables with duck juices...

Christmas lunch

And then they opened the presents. Mum had a surprise for Dad... And oh my dog... She got him some bongo drums! What the?!?! And now all he does is looking at you tube and bang on his little piece of stretched rawhide... Doesn't even play and throw the ball for me. I think I'll have to nibble at the rawhide one of these days...

Daaaaad! My ball is at your feet!

Pfffft, enough with the bongos already...