成人快手

No, I don't mean that I have suddenly become less adorable overnight. I mean, I am protesting. I am protesting against these so called caring humans who think they can keep me in when I need to be out, free, running about. So my current plan of action is the sit down protest. Yes, that's right. Just when they get back to the back gate and think I am dutifully beside them, they turn around and I am sitting down about 200 yards away. I don't make any fuss, this is a peaceful protest. I just sit down and refuse to move another inch until they come back and make a fuss of me. So far it has earned me several 'biccies', a few runs after my favourite burst buoy, and one row from my Dad who was hurrying out to do his Fred Astaire bit last night and didn't seem amused at my antics.

Overall I have been a very good boy over the last two weeks. She was away again so it was great - me and Dad lying on the couch in the evenings, watching the telly - none of your soaps on when she is away. We watch TV that men and their dogs appreciate - documentaries, building houses and Dad's favourite programme featuring a bloke called Norm Abraham who makes things out of wood. Dad just looks wistfully at the size of Norm's workshop and all his gear - I have tried to tell him that size isn't important but he doesn't believe me. The best bit of each evening is when I get my treat - my piggies ear. They are great; very crunchy and tasty. Always give me a bit of a thirst though. It is the best bit of the day, give me a piggies ear and I am a very happy boy.

As it was rainy whilst she was away we (me and Dad) decided to get on with a bit of renovation in the house. We built a lovely fireplace in the living room. I supervised of course - let him think he knew what he was doing, you know the kind of thing.

We had lots of walks together but the weather was too bad to go out on the boat. I got to stay at Uncle Brian's for the night when Dad went down to Glasgow to collect her - no presents brought back for me again! I really must try to train her better.

It was great weather over the last weekend and mum took me for a couple of good walks on Saturday and Sunday - poor old thing, I didn't think her legs were going to keep going all the way back home. We went down to the pond where Dad keeps the boat and I jumped into the water after rocks she was throwing for me. That woke Dad up on the boat (he was supposed to be working) and he rowed back ashore to us. I did actually swim out to him and then followed the dinghy back in. I love swimming, but I love shaking all the water off me onto them even better! Just get your timing right and your away - water expelled off your coat and she is drookit - pure genius.

I must get them to take some more photos of me to put on my blog - I really am very photogenic you know.

Well that's all for now. Will go for a kip now and dream of my next piggies ear. It's a dog's life you know......