It's a dog's life........ 
1/6/2008, 1/6/2008

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh a bit of peace at last!!

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My pal Deano 
28/5/2008, 28/5/2008
Looks like there's another cyberdog on the dogblog circuit! My spies tell me that my big pal Deano now has some webspace and will be dog-chatting on the web from now on. Hurrah!!! One more set of paws to give us canines an airing on-line! Wonder what Deano will have to say about things down Carlisle way living with the Terrible Trio? I look forward to reading his Deanoings!!!

Today, the rain has spoiled my sunworshipping. And I was enjoying it too....turned a nice shade of tan, after a bit of deck-sitting. My fur is a bit dry though....probably need a bit of sun cream. Wonder if they have ambre-solaire for pooches? It;s French, so they must have. The French LOVE their pooches...even let them do their bits and pieces everywhere and anywhere...no poop-scooping there!!
Aw well......have to settle for some under-the-table time until the old birds stop their computering and remember that I haven't had a walk today!!!!

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Friendly lot down here on the park 
27/5/2008, 27/5/2008 - Biscuits
That was the week-end that was! No peace. People everywhere. Dogs galore. I had a ball!!!Must be something to do with my friendly persona. Everywhere we went, I got a biscuit. Everyone that came, brought me some.
Even when the old birds left me with my Auntie Dot, I didn't winge. Don't usually like to be left, but AD is a different kettle of biscuits. She knows EVERYONE, and when we went walking, they all stopped and gave me one! And we went walking THREE times. THREE lots of biscuits in one day. Now there's a lifestyle that brings a smile to my face!! I wonder when I'll get to be with AD again?

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Hair today.....GONE today! 
23/4/2008, 23/4/2008
Here was me, lying minding my own business, not bothering a soul, been a good boy ALL day, and OUT came the scissors. I was a bit too late in spotting the glint reflected off my MamaRay's eyes. There she was, clipping lumps off my neck and there was no escape.
I'm slipping. That's what I am. Slipping. Too slow by half. Usually, I get under the table to put off the evil hour. Today, the old bird pulled a fast one on me.
And that's not the worst of it. Not content with clipping my golden locks, she then proceeded to throw them out of the window!! I ask you? She might at least have put a strand or two in the old locket thing she wears round her neck. I was attached to those curls. They were special to me. But no....out of the window they went, no bother at all.
And THEN, to add insult to injury, a wee bird flew in and snaffled them. Right before my very eyes it swooped and pinched my golden locks! The cheek of it. You'd think it had enough feathers to keep it warm without having to pinch my hair!!
Hmmmmmmmm I am NOT impressed.
And if you think this is a half a tail windup, I have evidence to prove it.

Hmmmmmmmmmm I am STILL not impressed.
Blessed birds and their blessed nesting. Oh oh. I see scissors. I'm OFF!!!!!

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Me and my pal Bengi 
18/4/2008, 18/4/2008
We were lying there, me on the floor, Bengi at the door. The old birds were chattering away good style, paying no attention whatsoever to us. We were bored. I put down my head and sighed, then caught a wink from Bengi. In a flash, and as quiet as you like, my big pal stretched up and gently pulled down the door handle. In a whisker we were out on the deck admiring the view. At least I was, Bengi, my clever old pal was flicking the door closed with his bottom. We stood for a minute. Nothing. The chattering inside was still going on at full swing. What on earth do they find to talk about for such a long time? Beats me. With ne'er a backward glance we stepped off the deck and had a bit wander around. A sniff here, a pee there. The noise of birds munching and the possibility of a crumb falling drew us to the bird feeder at the front. Mistake! We were there and scratching around before we realised that we might be seen from inside. From the corner of my eye I saw a shadow loom above.....it was MamaJ. We'd been spotted. Fun over. No more meandering. The old birds were out and had us trooped back inside as quick as you like. Pity. We'd managed to find a crumb or two and there were more around. Next time.

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