A Pawfect Day

Today the sun was shining and the sky was blue although it was very cold. Anyway She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed was doing things in the kitchen and I was wondering why we were wasting such a lovely day when Auntie Beryl arrived with Tansy and Sooty. Well I haven't seen them for absolutely ages so I was well excited. Then we got into her dogmobile and went to Poppit which is one of my favourite beaches. And guess what, Auntie Ann was there with Simon. 

Here we all are having a hoolie on the beach, except Simon who was hiding round Auntie Ann because he doesn't like me very much. 

There was a flock of Canada geese on the river, if you biggify the piccie you can see them. They are really noisy, even more noisy than She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed telling me to be gentle with Simon. Honestly I'm only trying to teach himto play German Shepherd games. 

Here I am with Tansy investigating this patch of marram grass. Simon is still staying close to Auntie Ann 

Here he is jumping up at her trying to get her to protect him. I really don't want to hurt him I just want to play. 

After our walk everyone came back home with us and had lunch at our house. Simon showed me his teeth several times which I thought was very rude of him but as he was a guest in my house I ignored them and just walked on past.

Auntie Ann kept him on the sofa next to her and he played with Sooty. 

Then Sooty came and played with me 

Isn't he cheeky?

Merry Chrissymouse everyone

Santa Paws has been. He left me lots of stuffies and balls and noms. Smudge got some as well and She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed got more than both of us!
She's putting the turkey in the oven now. .....and we haven't even had breakfast yet !
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE.

YUMMY YUMMY, treats in my tummy.

Look what She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed cooked up yesterday. 

They are yummy yummy yummy.  And here's the recipe so you can all get your mum  to make you some for your Chrissymouse stocking. 

Santa Paws might like you to leave some for him as well.

A grey grizzly day.

Yesterday was all grey and grizzly. I told She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed that it was no good sitting indoors wondering if she was well enough to take me for a decent walk the only way she'd find out was if we got on and did it so I got her walking string and we went round the tower track. This is not my favourite walk but Smudge needed pesky cat food and we could stop off at the shop on the way back. It takes about an hour which is only half of what I consider a proper walk but it was better than nothing, , andI do get to get my paws muddy and my furs wet.
Here are the photies we took along the way.

It's a dog's life.

Had a quiet day yesterday. She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed was feeling better, no more tummy sploshions but there was a bitter wind blowing so we didn't do much except dream of walks to come.

Are you feeling better today mum?

She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed has been feeling a bit pawly today. There were lots of expoosions and tummy splosions and she kept disappearing into the room she likes to go in WITHOUT ME where there's a giant water bowl with a lid that NO ONE is supposed to drink out of .

She managed to stagger downstairs to give me and Smudge our breakfast two hours late and then colasped back to bed. Well I was well worried by now I mean she always has a cup of tea when we have our breakfast and reads for a while before getting up and doing that yoghurt thing. ...maybe that's what upset her she didn't do it this morning anyway just went back to sleep! I spent all morning on guard but when Auntie Gill who lives with my friend Cai came round I thought I'd better let her in. She made She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed a cup of tea and let me out. I came back in pretty quickly just to keep an eye on things but then she put my walking rope on and tried to take me off. Well I wasn't having any of that. I'm not leaving my mum on her own when she's feeling pawly I wouldn't go out of the gate 

She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed sometimes jokes about ending up like the old lady Bridget Jones worries about ending up like. ..all alone and eaten by Alsations. Please get better soon mum, I DON'T WANT TO EAT YOU. 

Santa Paws is coming soon

Is that Santa Paws I can hear? Is he here yet?

People are strange

What is she doing? She says it's something called 'yoghurt? !!'. She says it's helping her get fit again after falling off Sara in June. I think she would get fitter taking me for a decent walk.
I thought yoghurt was something you ate. I like that yoghurt this one is silly.