Play with me!

Play with me! Look I found our cool tug toy out in the garden. Chino had hidden it! It's all nice and soggy wet and I want you to play with me.

Go on, you big wuss, you can wash your hands after.

Let me in!

I'm going to sit here and stare at you till you LET ME IN! It's cold out here and it's raining and you're inside in front of the fire.

If you don't let me in I'm going to put more dirty footprints on the glass.

SNAKE!!

Help! A snake has crawled up form under the house.

Holly! Quick it's escaping!

Ziggy came running to help with his toy.
It's okay, Aura and I have got it under control.

Step back Ziggy, I can handle it. You probably brought it here from Oz in the frist place.

Poor Ziggy, while he was helping something happened to his toy.

I like winter!

Sue bought this really expensive woolly electric blanket for the bed. It has separate controls for both sides and they go up to 9! Nine makes the bed crispy and hot, just like I love it. But she won't let me have control over the heat and she turns off my side when I get in. Still, the wool keeps me warm. She justified the cost by saying she never buys anything for herself. Well, I spose that's pretty true. I wonder if I will be allowed to have my puppies on there if I ever get preggy?

With all the rain we've had the lawn has flooded a few times. We all love playing in the water except for Holly and Ziggy. Ziggy says he's scared he might drown in the deeper parts. I think he's just a woss.

He's a picture of Aura reflecting in the water.

I get no attention

I've been acting out a bit lately as I'm no longer the prefered child. Since that little mutt Ziggy came along he's been getting more attention than me.

So I have done a few bad things. I popped his ball, then wouldn't let him have it back. He threw a tantrum about that. Everytime he picks up a toy I take it away from him. I don't play with it. Just drop it and stop anyone else having it.

Maybe if I am tuff on him he'll pack his bags and go home?

Ruff and tough

Since that Zeggy came I've only had a box for a bed. Shameful!

And my only food is puffed corn packaging. It was rather tasty!

I'm still your favourite?

Why you got the camera out? You're taking photos of me eh? Your favourite, me me me me. Look, you don't need to take photos of anyone else. They're bad dogs. Like Zeggy. Do you know what hes done?Look! He's dug a hole. I reckon he's trying to dig back to Australia. He's a bad Zeggy. Punish him!

Well, where do I start?

What a busy couple of days we've had. It started really early yesterday when I was thrown into the shower for a quick wash and polish. I damn near froze! Then we all packed ourselves in the ute for a long trip.

We went to Wellington and stayed with Maris and Ngarimu and a strange foreign puppy called Zeeggy. I think that's how it's spelt. That's what it sounds like when he says it.

That afternoon we all went to the beach and I played and played and played with Maris. We played with this stick. Then I had a burn around on my own to blow out the cobwebs:

Unlike spethial Holly I can be trusted to be off the lead to come back. We all had great fun.

Then today it was time for a dog show. And Guess what?

Champion! Finally I have got there.

Then it was time to come home. We had taken Ziggy to the shows with us because Louise was coming later. When we left Ziggy was still in the ute with use. Oh no Sue had forgotten he was there and driven off with him. I tried yelling and screaming. Sue Sue! STOP! She didn;t stop till we got home.

Well, it turns out that Ziggy isn't Louise's. He's ours. Chino's not a happy camper. And neither am I. I'm the baby!

Why oh why?

A new bedroom has appeared next to mine in the lounge. It's empty at present but has been all cleaned. So's mine and Holly's. They stink like cleaner. Our blankies have been washed and are hanging in front of the fire drying.

I guess Chino has been kicked off the bed for some infraction, certainly won't be for Aura.

What is going on around this place?

I'm fine, really!

I'm perfectly fine playing with my ball.

No thanks, really I don't need your help.

Well, maybe, it seems to be a little stuck behind my teeth.

This takes dieting too a whole new level

I was helping Sue out, rounding up the chooks and collecting the eggs. The three young ones were perched happily in the sun. I gave them a hurry up and sent them packing back to their run so that Aura, Chino and Holly could come out and play with me.

Sue reckons me hurrying up the chooks caused the teeny tiny little egg that one of them laid. I reckon it's a weight watchers special!

Dog shows again

But it wasn't too bad. I won two challenges, thanks to Hannah showing me. Only one to go to make me a champion. Of course I'm a champion already. Champion at manipulation.

It's pretty hard being a show dog. Real tiring. After a hard 2 minutes of being in the ring and being forced to trot I needed a good sleep. I snuck into the new tent and wrapped myself up in Hannah's blankets for a much deserved rest.

A new toy!

Yesterday afternoon Holly and me had to get all scrubbed up. I thought we were going to a dog show but no. We met some people in town. They were so nice. They gave us a mint flavoured tug toy to take home. Of course Holly and I shared with Aura and Chino. I reckon that mint flavouring might improve Chino's bad breathe.

We were tuckered out after chasing each other round and having a great game.
Thanks Jannine for the toy!

Me in show pose

I know, I know, too beautiful for words.

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!