A double post

Major:

Bear has let me go first. Well, what an exciting weekend. I went to my first dog shows! Not to be shown but just for practice on how to walk on a lead nicely and how to be calm and collected. Well, I failed at both. I was a little overawed about it all. But Sue said I was getting there. I have to practice more is all. I hope I get to go again.

Apart from that I have been playing and eating. Bear says I'm getting a bit of a puku on me. She can be so mean sometimes. Oh and Sue bought me a special toy all of my own. I think she thought she was being nice but really, fluffy toys are NOT dog toys. They are kids toys and you are not allowed to chew on them.

Banderbear:

Well, I've about had enough! Ziggy and Major are getting far too much attention. Look at me locked inside while they get all the love. I was even second best at the dog shows. I'm not used to being second, especially not to smelly boys.

And I had to get up really early on the weekend to go to the shows. Boy even my Blog has been taken over. ARRGGHHHHH.

Flattened!

Boy, running around and supervising my brother is hard work. After I had showed him all the places not to go, and all the toys that are mine I had to have a little rest in a cool spot. Doing the frog on the wet croncrete is the fastest way to cool down. It kinda looks like a got squished.

Remember me?

Hi, I'm Major, Banderbears baby bro. I've come back for a little while, just till I get well and find myself a new family to live with. While I'm here Bear says I can use her blog to put up some posts. You might remember me as that tiny little puppy that never grew. Well, I grew, and grew, and grew. I think I got my dads genes for size.

Anyway, here I am looking really cute, with my pink mangy nose and wedge of a head.

I think I might like my holiday here. Today for breakfast I got fresh chicken necks and tonight for tea I got more chicken necks, wheat germ, kelp powder, ACV, a fresh free range egg from our own hens and this really stinky stuff called green tripe. Yum! I ate that first it was so delicious.

Got to go, Bear says its time for us to go outside to the loo before curling up in front of the fire for the night.

Bye!

That pesky rabbit keeps getting us in trouble!

It's decided to live in the section. It bounces in and out through the fences and along the fronts of our runs. It used to live int he paddocks with its mum and dad but they've got younger bunnies with them now so they must have kicked this one out of the nest. Sue says one day our luck will be in and it'll be too fat to fit through the fence and we'll have rabbit for dinner.

That's if the pesky neighbours cat doesn't get it first. It's seen it in no mans land between our two properties and it's got dibs on it. I don't know. I reckon it could be a case of the cat got the rabbit and the dog got the cat!

Why is this stuff on my chair!

Jolly gosh some days I just despair. I was trying to have a nap on my favourite chair but found it occupied by the freezer bins. Why aren't they in the freezer? Anyway I made sure she-who-controls-things-on-chairs was aware of how difficult it was to get comfortable.

And after my little snooze I found our favourite toy, which someone had left on the lawn in the rain. Play with me! If you don't I'll hide the soggy thing in your bed.

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.