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Sunday, 17 December 2017

Talkybone and Frothmonster!


8 miles! A lot of it in gloriously squishy mud! Heehee!

We set off to a church. That was all good. I met some wonderful new humanfriends there; it seems they all have impeccable taste; they all adore black Labradors! Nice humans! Good humans! There was nice carpet to snooze on too. That always makes the humanhowling seem better!

The workywalkies to get there was a good challenge. We started off on the towpath but then went onto a road. Some of it had no pavements so I had to guide Mum in the road. I never really like doing that but we survived. There were lots of patches of slippy ice so I guided Mum carefully around them whenever possible. There were several bits that were very big and very slippy, so I took Mum off-kerb to get around them. She was very impressed with me!

After all the yacketying following the service, we set off again but didn't just 'Find the way home'. We went the other way. This took us on a very challenging workywalkies route on a fairly busy road with no pavements. We had to walk a long way at the side of the road and 'Tuck in' every time a vroomer came towards us - this meant lots of tucking in! Eventually we found a 'Find right' which took us along a long road where we could walk along the grass beside it. That was better. There were two bits where there was a big cage in the floor of the road but we had to go through a gate beside it. Cars went a loud DRRRRRR across the cages. That was a bit unnerving! Finally, we reached a huge house with a straight puddle all around it. We went across the bridge over the puddle and then inside the house. Mum says the house was called Baddesley Clinton.

First stop was a human yummyery where I was able to sneak in a smidgen of hoovering. Then, we went around the big house. It smelled really old and fascinating. There were panels all around the place with squiggles all over them. Daddy seemed to spend ages looking at these squiggles and yacking to Mummy, who was standing still listening. I just had to wait at each stage while this went on. I did have a sit down in a few places, and I attempted a bit of a sniff in others. On the way around, several humans told Mummy what a good boy I was being! I managed to invite myself for some fusses along the way too. There was a huge tree inside but I wasn't allowed to water it! Instead I had to sit and pose beside it while Dad pointed his one-eyed-clickybox at me and Mum!

When we left the house, I was very glad to find a tree outside! Then we set off for the workywalkies home. We didn't go back the way we came. We went across loads of huge fields - very muddy slushy icky slippy fields! I think Mummy found it really hard going and I also suspect Dad didn't exactly find it easy either. My four paws had no problem with it of course! In some of the fields, there were posts with funny little things on top. They looked like potential playmates but they didn't move, even when I 'hupped' to greet them.

I rather wonder if we didn't actually go the way we were meant to because Daddy kept looking at his talkybone and then looking around.....hmmm....I'm not complaining at all. It was great!

There was one bit where Mum let me enjoy a freerun. That was welcome and gave me a chance to release some pent up energy! This freerun ended though when we reached a gate and went through it into a field full of white clouds on legs. I soooo wanted to run and play with them but Mum put my noseband and lead back on. Spoilsport! This meant she was able to keep my head lifted up too, which meant that I couldn't hoover the delicious nugget snacks from the ground! Double spoilsport!

Eventually, we got back onto road and, by this time, it was getting dark, so Mummy was struggling. Back on harness, I did my duty though and looked after her. Again, it was road with no pavement so Daddy used a bright light on his talkybone to warn vroomers that we were there, and we did LOTS of 'tuck in' as they came towards us.

Now, we are safely back home, the hotbox is glowing nicely, my harness, lead and headcollar seem to have been fed into the frothmonster machine, and my dinner has been gallumphed! Now it is bone-o'clock while Mummy goes into the warmrain box. Then I think the sofa is going to be a perfect place for snuggles.

Mummy is rather pleased with me today!

2 photos. 
Me and Mummy beside the indoor tree with colourful balls all over it. I wasn't allowed to water this one. Nor was I allowed to play with any of the balls!

Me up on my hind legs trying to say hello to a carved wooden bunny on top of a pole. There were lots of these in the shapes of lots of different birds and creatures.

Saturday, 16 December 2017

What a Quandary!

Slip-sliding underpaws and crunch-grinding underboat. The towpath is really slippy and the water was very lumpy-crunchy as we cruised. It was really noisy inside floatyboatyhome. It sounded like a huge beastie monster growling and trying to chew his way in. I was a bit squeaky-scared, but Mum seemed calm and unworried so I tried to follow her example. Mum was busy tippety-tappetying at the table while Dad was driving us along. I really was in a quandary - should I be inside with Mum or up on the back deck with Dad? I needed two of me! I had to keep zipping between my two dutiful places!

Mum has had a manhuman yacketying all day from the little round grids in the wall. Sometimes humanhowling has come out of them too. The manhuman said that there is only a few days left for getting things posted for Christmas. That means that you need to get your order in really quickly now for my calendars. Mum says we are now heading to some place called Birmingham, where I will have to take her to find a Post Office to send the last few orders.

So, if you haven't done so already, click on this link and get ordering so you can have me hanging on your wall all year and providing useful spaces for you to squiggle your important appointments.

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Friday, 15 December 2017

Worthwhile Yumminess!


Yayy! We've moved! We've worked locks - 10 of them! Team towpath crunched and slip-slidied into action!

We had a visitor first though; a manhuman called Richard who brought a parcel. It wasn't an exciting parcel though - just a new door for our hotbox. Richard was a nice manhuman though. He did good ear rubs and fusses! After he left, I took Daddy on a walkies to assess the canal. The verdict was good! Daddy said we could cruise. Yayy! So, after Mum had taunted me with the smell of bacon (not an atom of it fell my way. Huff!), we set off. Mum didn't harness me because she said it was still too icy and she couldn't be sure of being able to walk beside me on the path. So, progress was slow as she picked her way very carefully along the towpath. I was a very good boy even though I was on a long lead; I still looked after Mummy and showed her the best way to go to avoid the really nasty slippy bits. I found a few invisible slippy bits (Mum called them black ice patches) and I stopped and indicated them to her by nuzzling her knee and then sniffing the slippy bits. She was super pleased with me for doing that.

Working the locks was yummy work! Mum called it training / retraining / refresher work. I don't really care what it was called, I just enjoyed the yummy I got each time I did a 'find the beam', 'find the bollard', 'find the paddle'.... and did a good boy 'sit' at each one. 10 locks, 2 beams at each, 2 paddles to find at each and a bollard or two to find at each one ..... Yep! That was worthwhile yumminess added up!

After all the locks, we got to enjoy a bit of a cruise. It was a tad noisy as floatyboatyhome crunched through the frozen water. I sat on the back deck watching slices of canal drift past.

Three photos:
 
Handsome gleaming dud.

Cruising - watching the slices of water slide past.

Mummy's helper at the locks.

Thursday, 14 December 2017

Slippery Ice....

Oopsie! Ahem! Hang head in shame ..... and tail.....after it has finished wagging !...... It seems I rather forgot my manners today......or maybe I just didn't hear Mum calling me and blowing my recall whistle........not once.....of the many times she (apparently) blew it frantically........Ahem.....Oh dear!

Daddy came skidding along the towpath to point out my mistake......but you see, those two passing poochpals; a pair of flat-coat-retrievers - father and 5 month old son......they were just SUCH fun to run with! And their manhuman just kept on walking way on down the towpath, so I just kept on running with the boys.......

That towpath was super skiddy today. Even my four-paws couldn't go in the direction they were supposed to. This made Mum laugh megalots when a passing whippet came along and we tried to play chase. Mum said I was like ScoobyDoo because my legs were going ever so fast but they took me absolutely nowhere! When I did get moving and then tried to stop, I slidded into Mum's legs! I think she forgave me!

 
Before the ice breaking where the canal surface is all solid and flat.

After where it is all broken up into big shards and sheets about 1.25 inches / 3.2cm thick.

Wednesday, 13 December 2017

Don't Forget your Calendar!

Still here! No floatyboatyhome-move today. The canal has still been keeping a tight grip. The sky has been leaking too so it has been another stay-in-and-snuggle day.

I did get to take Daddy walkies to a shop but it was really slip-slidey on the towpath. Even my usually-steady four-paws were whizzing off in directions they shouldn't have gone! Mummy stayed safely at home.

Dad says that we should be free to cruise again tomorrow so we will be able to get to a post office to dispatch some more calendars.

If you haven't ordered yours yet then you need to do it very soon. Mum says there are still a few left but we are running out of time to get them posted in time for Christmas.

Just click on the link to order. There really are superb quality calendars with a new photo of me every month to grace your wall, plus a clear calendar with space to note important dates on. ALL proceeds will go towards sponsoring another puppy to be trained to be an awesome life-changing Guide Dog like me.
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Tuesday, 12 December 2017

Major Surgery.


Somebody stole the canal water and replaced it with flat crunchy stuff. It trapped our floatyboatyhome! No cruising today! In fact, not even any rocking about. The featherballs have been skidding about on top of the water outside.

So, apart from taking Daddy for a nice leisure walkies, today has been a very lazy day of snuggles and bone-munching!

I did try my paw at a bit of surgery though. I have performed a major abdominal operation on HUMPhrey. He seems to be rather slimmer now!

5 photos:
1 Me with a disembowelled teddybear and 4 of the frozen canal outside our boat.
 




Monday, 11 December 2017

What a hard day!


'Ditsy Dunderhead'. Today's accusation! It's not my fault this white funfluff stuff all over the ground makes me a bit loopy! It is just soooooo exciting! It makes the whole world feel different, look different, sound different, smell different.... I even tried tasting it but it didn't have much flavour - just cold fluff!

We have cruised. Well, crunched and scrunched really. The water went all flat and sparkly and, when our floatyboatyhome moved along, the surface of the water broke and slid across itself. It was very noisy inside! I didn't like that too much.

The towpath, on the other hand, was just a fabulous fun place to be! Mum says it was a very good job that the light was superb for her to see where she was going because she really didn't want to be going into all the hedgerows and up the steep slopes where I wanted to go. She got a bit miffed with me for being so ditsy! Oops! Sorry Mummy......but....but.....but.....it was all sooooooo exciting it made me bouncy barmey! Heehee!

Once we were past all the roady places, Mum let me freerun all the rest of the way. We did a load of locks and zoomied the towpath in between. Well....I zoomied it .... Mum kind of stomped and high-stepped it! 4 paws wins over 2 paws again!

Mum had to dig into the white stuff to find the handles on the lock beams. While we were waiting for the locks to fill up, she got chunks of it and made it into balls, which she threw for me. I don't think I found many of them though - they just disappeared into the belly-deep white stuff. I had great fun digging and rolling and romping in it though!
 
1 Me sitting in the deep snow beside a lock top. This was near the beginning of our lock working journey today. I was on lead and Mum had looped it around a bollard (She said it was to keep me safe from the road nearby). The whole world is covered in deep snow.

Close up of me sitting in the deep snow which is up to the middle of my front legs. I had a bit of a chilly bum!
Me sitting in the snow getting a very cold botty while Daddy points his one-eyed-clickybox at me

Me peering down at Daddy. I am at the top of the lock while he is down in the bottom of it on our floatyboatyhome. Just checking he is OK after crunching through the hard water.
Me helping Mum to clear the snow off the lock beam so she can get to the handle to do her pushy-pully stuff.