Going to shows is sooo hard.

The thing about going to dog shows is to ensure that you are comfortable at all times and that you have a warm place to sleep and a soft body to sleep on while waiting to go in the ring. There's no point be a hyperactive, snarly little mutt that leaps at anything that walks past.

It's far better to settle in and sleep till it's show time.

Sue won a dog food competition.

She had to write a caption for a photograph. Well, the parcel of goodies arrived last week so today I got the job of modeling some of the stuff in the box. Don't I look cute!

Thanks Jimbo's. You guys make awesome yummy dog food, especially green tripe, and those sausages aren't bad either. We don't get green tripe often cause someone is a little squeamish.

Our chariot came back! And off we went to a show!

Sue packed the ute the day before as we were leaving very early in the morning. Aura, Chino and Holly couldn't wait to go. They got in and waited. BTW, that's only a little bit of the stuff that comes with us.

Yeah! I won two challenge certificates. Only 5 to go to make me a champion. I had lots of fun and I slept in the tent too. And I didn't put any holes in the air bed. I was very careful.

And guess who I met? Nga! Nga is Maris' baby. He's cute, not cute like me, I'm a girl, but cute in a manly way. I got to play with him. He's a lot like his daddy Diesel. You remember Diesel? The love of my life. Well, he's no longer in my good books cause he obviously likes Maris better than me. NOT FAIR!

Soon Nga will be in the ring with me. I wonder who'll win?

Being a girl dog is horrible!

I haven't been allowed inside for a little while, except when I sneak in and quickly hide behind the pillows on the couch. I'm on heat and She-who-controls-access is a bit snippy about blood drips on the carpet.

Just hire a Rug Doctor! Then again - Don't. They make the carpet smell horrible. All flowery and sanitised. Yuk!

Sue says next time I might get to have some babies. If she can find a nice little biy for me. I wonder what Uncle Chino will have to say about that!

I'm sorry!

MURIEL!

GET OUT OF THE VEGGIES!

I'm really really sorry! I didn't mean to squash the radishes. I was just trying to eat the yummy peas. Now I've been made to come inside and sit in the corner. I'm sure a bit of rain will make the garden okay.

Here little spider

So after Sue put the hose back together she washed the ute and the front windows, till a gush of water hurried this tiny little spider out of its hiding spot.

Gosh the way she went on about it you;d think it was a tarantula and not a little iddy biddy wolf spider. So what if it was about 10 cm long. I've seen bigger.

Hmmm, I wonder what would happen if it came inside....or better still was in her gumboot one morning. Oh the possibilities!

I helped out lots!

Sue moved some dirt today and I helped by guiding the wheelbarrow. I was really good at it and the wheel barrow didn't fall off the path once! Sue kept talking to me the whole time, telling me how useful I was being.

That was until Aura came along and told me to open up my ear holes and start listening. Oh dear, I wish I'd stayed oblivious. Apparently I wasn't being helpful at all. I'll remember that for next time.

The big 1!

Yep, today I am no longer a puppy, I am an adult. 1 year old today!!!! I got a special tea but no candles as Sue said I'd probably eat them. I think she might be right.

Anyway, I'm off to enjoy a night under the blankets as my special birthday treat.

See ya! Hope the bed bugs don't bite, he he.

Bye Maris!

Maris, Holly's half sister came to stay with her human mum Louise. Maris came to see Diesel who was holidaying here too.

Me and Maris had lots of fun playing. We ran up and down, leapt over each other and generally played rough.

Then we found a stick!

I'm not a bossy britches!

Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel

DIESEL!

Oh, hello, my mate Diesel’s back.

Gotta go.

He’s ignoring me again.

Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel DIESEL! Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel

DIESEL Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel DIESEL! Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel DIESEL Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel Diesel

DIESEL!

DIESEL!

Waiting's hard

Sue sent away our latest hereditary disease tests. They are the ones for PLL and they had to be sent all the way to America. Now all we can do is wait. Sue checks the website every day (a little compulsive if you ask me). I decided to take a much more relaxed approach and just have a little nap with Aunty Aura.

We went to a dog show!

Yah!! I love dog shows. Lots of dogs to play with. Sue's nieces came with us and we all slept in the tent. Yep, even me! I got to sleep in the tent cause it was soooo cold that Sue needed a hot water bottle. I never go cold. I got reserve bitch and reserve of breed each day. Maris bet me but that's okay. I'll beat her next time.

Here's me with Lyta. What a lovely pair we make!

Me playing with Maris. Would you get off me!

Me me me! Don't I just get cuter and cuter?

And back home, tired out and just wanting to go to sleep.

Get off!

On Sunday Sue spent a lot of time washing all the sheets and blankets getting them all clean and un-doggy.

It was really early when I woke up this morning. I needed to go to the toilet so I barked to let Sue know. Holly wanted to come out too so we both got to go outside.

Sue left the door open so we could come back in and go back to our beds but instead of being good we decided to go snuggle.

Well, I had to block my ears! The language was not pleasant and that was just Aunty Aura who was not impressed at being jumped on.

She who controls the washing machine was NOT IMPRESSED with Holly and me and our dirty feet.

Me and my heifer mates

Here's me with my heifer mates. They don;t have names, just tag numbers.

They like to hang around and stare at us. Strange beings. They moo and poo and run around like lunatics.

I tried to scare them like my mum and Aura do. They sit beside the fence ignoring them. Then as the herd forms, they turn around and leap at the fence. Then the heifers run like mad around the paddock,gathering up more reinforcements and head back to the fence.

Sue says that is a really bad thing to do and when I tried it she told me off. She said that heifers are worth more money than me and if one slips and breaks its leg she can't afford to pay for it.

Stupid heifers.

She's back!

Sue went to Australia and it looks like she wasn't faithful too us! He's not as cute as me though! His name is Bobbie and he was staying with Sue's Aunt and Uncle while his owners went on holiday. Mia, the dog below Bobbie, lives with her Aunt and Uncle, along with another dog called Sarge. We had lots of doggy smells to sniff when she came in the door!


Lucky Sue didn't bring these two back! These two wild Dingos were on Fraser Island. There are only 100 of them left due to the government culling them. Because people interfere with the Dingos and feed them and leave food laying about in the settlements the dingos forget to be scared of humans. Then people leave their kids unattended and the kids get bitten. Then the dingos get shot. Bad bad humans!


I got a Bandanna just like Holly's. I'm going to try it on soon. Now that Sue's back home I'm allowed back inside. I slept in the bed last night. Right under the blankets. Life's sweet!

Cold tootsies

Like Holly says, we are locked outside. I haven't been bad. As soon as I get in bed with Sue I settle straight under the blankets and don't move all night. S it can't be me that's cause us to be dressed in our warm jackets and made to sleep in our kennels.

I know we're going to a dog show soon were we're going to camp over so maybe that's the reason. I think theniecesarecoming to so I'll try to act real cute and sleep snuggled between them in the tent.

That must be the reason why we're outside.

Am I cute or what!

Here I am looking even cuter than ever. I've stopped growing now, and Sue says that is a good thing. Now I just have to fill out a bit. That's a good thing as it means that I get feed a little more.

Not enough to make me fat and lazy, just enough to bulk out my tummy and shoulders. It must be about time I got out to some more shows.

Hurry up! Emergency!

Sue! Sue! Hurry, Holly's choking!

Sue had given us our tea. As usual Holly hoed into hers like she was starving. Two bites in and she starts running around her run, gagging. I shouted for Sue and she came running.

By now Holly has on her side kicking in the mud. Holly was dying! Sue pulled open Holly's mouth and put her had in and grabbed out a whole heap of stuff. Holly took a couple of minutes to sit up but she's okay now. She can't be that bad off cause she demanded the rest of her tea.

Stupid Holly, how can you choke on little bits of dog roll? Sue always cuts it up into little bits.

I'm glad my sister didn't die.

Muriel! NO!

But toilet paper is cool! I'm in this mood at the moment that whenever the toilet door is open I steal the new rolls of toilet paper and munch on them. Holly helps too, and even Aura likes the odd chew.

But you should hear she-who-buys-the-bog-rolls. Muriel! Drop IT. Holly! NO! Aura! You bad girl.

Still I think it's all worth it. Watching her try and use half munched rolls is really entertaining! The trick is to mutilate the side just enough so that the paper doesn't come off freely. [Holly taught me that].

The bedroom rules

Aura sleeps on top down the end

I sleep under the blankies, at the top

Mouse sleeps down the bottom under the covers.

Sue sleeps in the small spot that's left in the middle. She often complains about cold doggy feet on her back.