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Bad news.

Jasper had to go to the vet's today because he was very poorly. The vet said he had Canine Schizophrenia. Because of this he had to go to sleep.

The Mummy's are very upset.

They keep crying and cuddling me a lot.

I miss Jasper already, he is my best friend, and has always been with me since I came home to the Mummy's.

The Invasion is over!

It is over.

The people puppies have returned from where they came...

My balls are my own again!

Can you see how happy I am?

There are some good things I've discovered about people puppie's

1. They drop food all the time.
2. They leave chocolate smears on the windows for me to lick off.
3. They drop food all the time.
4. They spill sweet fizzy cola all over the place.
5. Did I mention that they drop food all the time.

Bad things about people puppie's

1. They steal my balls.
2. They eat my dog biscuit's... maybe that should be on the good list.
3. They are loud.
4. They are very loud.
5. I can fart and blame it on the people puppy with a padded bum.
6. They wake up very early.
7. They can't open doors when they wake up early so I can have a wee.
8. They monopolise the sofa and my cushion.
9. They steal all my balls.
10. This list is way longer than the other one.
11. Did I mention that they steal my balls.

My conclusion is this.

Me and people puppies are not a match made in heaven. Mummy said they are allowed to come back when Mummy 2 gets 'broodie'. Don't know what that means but I don't think it is good.

Visitor's!

I got home last night and I had been invaded!



The people puppies had arrived and were monopolising my balls!

Not impressed.

The girl people puppy tried to throw the ball for me. Not very well, but she tried. The boy people puppy is a thief. He stole my football and wouldn't give it back. When he dropped it latter I hid it under the Mummy's bed.

People puppies are pants with stairs so it's safe under there.

Mummy 2 say's I'm antisocial. I don't care. I don't like people puppie's.

Still have the lampshade on!

The Runt is now taking pity on me and trying to yank it off my head. I think this is worse than the mickey taking.

On a good note... the bandage is gone. Yay! Now I just have to wear one of mum's socks taped to my foot. Boo!

Ten more days of torture according to the Pet Doc. I used to think she was a nice lady when she gave the Runt injections and stuff... well not anymore!

Check up today.

I have to go to the pet doc's at Heacham at 11 o'clock. might get rid of the Plonker look. And Mummy might stop trying to hide tablets in my sausages then! ruins a good sausage otherwise.

The Runt is taking the Mickey. I'll have to show her who's the boss when this is off my head!

I Look Like a Plonker!

I've got a stupid red bandage on my paw. And I look like a plonker!

Sharp stones and running Jasper's are not a good mix.

Mummy's Poorly

I'm missing my Mum. She's gone to hospital to swallow a camera cos she's got a sore throat. I don't understand how swallowing a big old camera will help that but that is what Mummy 2 said when they left. Uncle Ian is going to look after us while they are waiting in a big room with uncomfy chairs and lots of strangers. Mummy says she hates being poked and prodded and Mummy 2 said that that's why it's gotten so bad.

I'm scared for my Mummy.

Will she throw balls for me tomorrow?

Earthday!

This is my second Earthday. Well officially its my sixth 'cos it started like 40 years ago - which is before both the Mummy's were born, never mind me and the runt! But this is the second one i've been to at Deepdale.

This one was cooler than the last one as i got to see way more people and i got to hang out with the cool artists in the courtyard doing Mummy's Scrap Heap Art Challenge. Mummy gave 'em some cr....rubbish from the farm and raided the bins on the campsite over Easter, then we went to the tip at Sheringham and got some more junk for 'em all to play with.

It was pretty funny watching these different people playing with rubbish and Mummy going 'oh it's wonderful', and 'I love the juxtaposition of the rusted steel in the futuristic robot shape giving us a real sense of pathos at the discarded nature of the world in which we live'. She could just as well have being going blah blah blah blah blah!

She took lots of pictures, but i haven't seen them yet. i'll let ya all have a look when i do.

Especially at the winning robot. It's called Colin the Contemplater and it sits in my courtyard and does nothing. Nothing i tell ya!

Over all though Mummy says it was a great success and she slept better that night 'cos her worrying was done.

Cromer Pier!

Mummy took us to Cromer Pier yesterday to meet with some people and look at the theatre. She said it was 'cos we are going to sell tickets for the theatre at Deepdale now. In the information centre. Just like we sell tickets to the Sealife Centre in Hunstanton.

Mummy said that one of the stars of the seaside special might even come to one of our BBQ's in the summer!

I wonder if they are doggie friendly and could sneak me in to a theatre... I could be a show dog! I'm pretty enough! Don't ya think?

I have a cousin!

Last night Mummy 2 was a bit excited and a bit 'motional. Aunty Lisa (that's Mummy 2's sister) had a rug rat called Jasmine.

She got a picture this morning and said it was baby jazz. It didn't look much like me when i was a baby.... not enough hair!



I don't see a family resemblence myself!!!

Eye eye!!!

The Runt has been to the dog doctor's, who said she's got conjunctivitis. My Mummy has to put drops in her eye every morning and every night, 'cos her own Mummy is squeamish and can't do it.

This means that the Runt is getting even more attention than normal off the humans.

I tried hurting myself for a bit of fuss and attention too. I jumped over the picket fence and got my back paw caught between the bits of wood. Did not like that I can tell you! Hanging off the gate with my Ass in the air. Not dignified. Once Mummy set me free I sat down and held up a paw for her to fuss over and tell me I would be okay... maybe even a treat. It didn't work.

I really should not have held up my front paw.

Happy New Year!

Apparently it happens only once a year.

I don't really like it very much.

Like at all!

It was the annual bath.



Does this face look happy to you?