Every silver lining has a cloud

Yes, you read that right - every silver lining has a cloud.  My neighbours came round today with a big bag of dog food and 3 boxes of treats.  I thought they were here with the best birthday presents ever but sadly they weren't presents.  Their canine companion Roxy was killed by the garbage truck last week.  She'd sneaked out of the house when the plumber went for some tools and was clearly enjoying her freedom when the trash truck brought it to a swift end.  Poor Roxy.  I'll miss you woofing at me through the fence.  Rest in peace Roxy my young friend. 

Sausages for breakfast?

Sausages for breakfast?  Either it's my birthday or I'm going to the vets.  I don't feel sick and I had my bits removed when I was a puppy so it must mean it's my birthday.  Yeah!  Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me....

A quick check of my doggie passport - I'm 12 today!  Wow that's quite old isn't it?  No wonder I've got more grey hairs than my human.  I wonder what's for dinner.  I vote for sausages!

Trick or Treat?

Nobody ever knocks on our door so my guard dog duties are pretty limited, except tonight!  Why didn't my human warn me it was Halloween? 

Tonight we've been visited by 4 fairies; 12 superheroes; a cat (which I chased away); 3 grumpy looking parents and a handful of teenagers who really should have made more of an effort. 

So far I've had 10 pats on the head; 5 ear scratches; a tummy tickle; made 3 teenage girls scream like errr teenage girls and made Batman cry!  We have this great thing going: there's a knock at the door, my human opens it and I rush outside to either screams or pats.  I love Halloween! 

Here are 3 of my favourite internet costumes for furry friends.  I really hope that last one are supposed to be ghosts and not the KKK!

Bye Bye Sandy

Phew!  That was lucky.  Sandy gave us a fleeting visit and left us with a little drying out to do but we were very lucky: we have power and I helped sniffing out any problems in the house.  Only downside is I can't get in front of the roaring fire because of the wet carpet. 

Woofs and sniffs to my furry brothers and sisters in NY and NJ.  I hope you guys dry out soon and aren't too traumatized.

Go Away Sandy

I'm heeding the advice of the humans and hunkering down to ride out the storm...

Oh Sandy

I'm not sure who this Sandy woman is but she must really, really important because everyone is talking about her.  People are talking about her on the news and the radio, even dogTV has been talking about her.

Thankfully I am well prepared.  I brought all my toys in from the garden last night , my human stocked up on food for us both, and I've got a stash of custard creams.  I'm snuggled in front of the log fire awaiting the arrival of this very special visitor. 

Eye Eye

Who would have thought gardening was so dangerous?  My silly human lost a fight with a pine tree and has been moaning and whimpering ever since.  I will give her credit for finishing cutting the lawn and having a cup of tea before getting it looked at but boy is she a poor patient. All she needed to do was wear her sun glasses on her face instead of propped on her head.  What a rookie mistake.  And she cut my morning walk in half this morning.  Something about it being too bright.  I'll make sure she gets up before the sun tomorrow so she has no excuse to short change me. 

New Yard

Oh my look at me, I'm starting to sound American.  When I say yard I really mean garden.  But look at it.  What happened to the grass?  Are we getting a donkey or something? It's all itchy and scratchy and I want my grass back. 

My human says it's so the new grass seed will grow.  It seemed to be doing fine on it's own, well until it was washed away with the heavy rain the other day.  I guess it keeps her busy and out of my way for a while.

Guard Dog

My human is threatening to put me up for adoption after last night.  Just before 4am I was rudely woken from my hot dog dream by the burglar alarm screaming at it's full 100dB.  Being the true gentledog I am I went into her room and ushered her towards the screaming alarm being careful to stay a few steps back so I could leap forward and disable any would be intruder.

She of course has completely misinterpreted my actions.  She is telling everyone I hid behind her and made her go and investigate the cause.  I had already accessed the danger and deemed it a false alarm - the box had fallen off the wall, triggering the alarm.  I was giving her ego a boost.  Letting her feel brave by tiptoeing to the phone already to ring 911.  As if I'd let her walk into danger.  When we will she learn I'm a gentledog - it's only polite to let woman and children go first!

Working Dog

I think this brings a new meaning to working dog.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-norfolk-17814451

I'm saying nothing

Which is better?

Which is better, seeing a big dog with his head out of a car window or a big dog in the driver's seat of a parked car?  You decide.