Showing posts with label Deepdale Dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deepdale Dogs. Show all posts

Friday, 1 January 2010

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?

Friday, 18 December 2009

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



This is what I was born for! I feel it in my paws. Just a good temperature for running, and white as far as the eye can see. I love it!




The Runt.... not so much. Look at her! All this funny white stuff and she's sulking 'cos they won't chuck her stick. Boring!




Happy to report on my wandering today I discovered that the Tipi's and Yurt are all safe and survived the Blizzard (that's what Mummy called it 'cos she was bl***y cold last night) and are ready to roll.




Mummy wants Uncle Nic (he's the new cool dude at Deepdale) to build me a sledge so I can pull stuff with it. I think Mummy means pull her on it.

I'll get photo's if it happens.

Wednesday, 16 December 2009

Mummy's back!


The Mummy's have come home from somewhere called Maldives.

They look all brown and smell like fishes. Uncle Ian said they have been skiving and leaving him to do all the hard work.

He has sat in the courtyard for many hours smoking. It is very hard for him. He also had to take Jasper on walks and he pulled Uncle Ian up lots of hills, even though we don't really have hill's in Norfolk. He worked very hard at hiding my balls too. Bad Uncle Ian. I only dropped one on his head at 3 o'clock in the morning to play ball with me.

I don't like it when the Mummy's go away... but they usually find someone really soft to look after us. I slept in bed with Uncle Ian. He acts all tough but he's a big softie really.

Saturday, 28 November 2009

I'm Depressed!


Mummy told me this morning that this time next week I was going to be going to the Christmas Market at the Campsite and Hostel.

I got excited.

Markets equals food, people and lots and lots of attention for Jasper's!

A very good day indeed!

Then she went and spoilt it.... She told me I have to wear the stupid reindeer antlers on my head that she got for some stupid shop in Kings Lynn. Who designed these stupid things? Who? Idiot!

The runt is excited about it.

Muppet.

Sunday, 5 July 2009

Feeling hot, hot, hot...



We're having a heatwave! I can't get Jasper to move. He says Huskies aren't meant for hot weather. The Mum's keep taking us to the beach to go swimming and yesterday we disocvered a bit where the seals were watching us! The Mum's came swimming too! No ball games though.

The Mum's were watching the tellybox and it told them all these things on keeping dogs safe in the heat. (I learnt them just incase they forget any!)

1. Don't leave me in the car, even with the windows open a bit - this can kill me. The tellybox said this is a bad result.

2. Always make sure I have lots of clean water available - if you would like to leave me some dirty water too i don't mind, I like a little mud now and then.

3. Don't make me run too much. No matter how much i bother you with balls and sticks the tellybox said it is bad for me to get too excited 'cos it makes me hotter. Bad tellybox.

4. Give me lots of shade. Even though i like sunbathing - Mum put this cream on my nose yesterday to stop it getting all pink. She said it was 'suntan lotion' and it would stop 'sunburn'. I don't remember this from the tellybox.

5. Keep a window open at night 'if it is safe to do so'. That comes from another Tellybox lady who does things with police. She says not to leave it open if you might get robbed use a fan instead - I don't know what good Uncle Ian would be (he's a huge Manchester United fan) but this is what Tellybox recommend.



This is the Jazzy guide to looking after me when its hot.

Sunday, 14 June 2009

Annie Balding's Big Barn Ho Down!

Well, a Ho Down looked like lots of fun for people. Clapping and skipping were involved a lot. As was some drinking and crisps. I personally didn't get any crisps so that was just for your information. I have two problems with this...Ho Down. There were no balls. And no sticks. Doesn't leave much for a Jazz to do but sit and watch.



I tried doggie dancing a while back and apparently i am duck toed at the back and twang toed at the front. Plus Mummy 1 says she 'has two left feet and an aversion to public humiliation!' So we didn't get very far with that one. Also no one had a spare cowboy hat for me... What's a girl to do?