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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.


Sunday, 10 December 2017

Yayyyyy! It's Snowed!!!

No words needed. Just fantabulous fun in the park today before church. The world got covered in white fluffystuff and it was superb fun - added to by meeting Bruno boxerpup and Arnold Choccy lab.

Just take a look at the video Mum too: https://www.facebook.com/GuideDogOakley/videos/1961517203862970/

Friday, 8 December 2017

Vetman!

Meh! :(

My tummy is not nice. This morning it told me it didn't want breakfast. I sat and looked at my bowl and tried to convince myself I should eat it but.......Meh! I went back to bed.

Mummy did her talkybone thing and then we set off to visit a vet. I thought he was a nice vetman. He was a nice vetman......until he tried to poke a stick up my botty! I soon convinced him of the error of that idea! He did do some nice tummyrubs and ear rubs in the process of poking and prodding me all over. I think that made him a sort of nice vetman again. That was until he spiked me in the back of the neck! That was big-bad-nasty-ouchy! It really hurted me! It made me howl out loud! That made Mummy a bit sad too. She has never heard me howl like that!

Mr Vetman said the spike was to help stop my tummy feeling so icky. He gave me yummies and more nice fusses after that. I think I like him again.....but.....hmmm???

I did manage to go into the Post Office to dispatch some more calendars. Mum says that one of them is going a very long way to some place called a merrycar on the other side of the huge puddle.

The rest of the day has been spent on the sofa with Mummy. I'm just off now to take Daddy for a gentle walkies to see if that makes me feel a bit better. I hope so. I'm sure I will waste away if I don't have my dinner.......



.... and back! I'm feeling quite a bit better now. My dinner went down a bit slower than usual, but it has stayed where it belongs; in my tummy!

I shall continue to enjoy the love and cuddles with Mummy on the sofa/my bed and hope to be up and bouncing again tomorrow.

Here are three photos of today's trip to the vetman:

Mum says this shows me being a complete wuss; lying on my back so the vetman couldn't do anything to me.

The nice bit after the vetman had made me howl when he stabbed me, we came out and found a fellow black lab. I just knew he was a special buddy. His name is Burman and he was training to be a Guide Dog, but he ate too many silly things (gloves and dishcloths are his delicacy) and so couldn't make the grade. He is now doing a very important job of loving his family.

Aren't we a handsome pair!

Photo of me lying on my bed, head on a very colourful cushion, looking very sorry for myself.

Thursday, 7 December 2017

Nut Bum!


"Oh, Oaks! You do make me smile!"

That was Mum's reaction when I did my bestest to cheer her up this morning. Clearly it worked!

Mummy was a bit mouth-corners-down this morning. She didn't even bother to put her eyewindows on. This happens when they don't make any difference to her fuzzy sight. It makes her sad too. I don't like a sad Mummy! So I persuaded her that I needed to go out. Well....actually I REALLY DID need to go out; my botty was shouting at me! So, after a very necessary download (or several! - That was a good bone!) I took Mummy along the towpath, up and over the little bridge and into the park. I may have got a tad excited......I may have done a bit of a loony dance - twirling around in sillycircles and bouncing about while I was doing it! Mum called me a 'crazy nutbum' and it all made her mouth go up again! Much better!

Then I found a buddy to play with - a 15 month old boxer pup called Bruno. He and I got on with the serious business of playing together while my Mum and his Mum did a whole load of yacketying. Well....they were enjoying themselves so we did too!

Wednesday, 6 December 2017

Train to be Me!

This morning's 'meeting' was much nicer than most. It was on the towpath - and it moved along the towpath! That meant I got to walkies and sniffies all the way - and back again! The humans seemed to be yacketying all about the trees and hedges and other green things and sticks. I watered a few of their subjects. I hope that helped! I met a lovely pooch pal too. Her name was Bonny and she was a very bouncy Husky x Rottie. We sooooo wanted to play but weren't allowed. Bonny's humanmum said she would probably end up falling into the canal! Maybe she is not such an experienced waterdog as I am! We had to content ourselves with a big of lead-knitting and a few play bows and a little boxing.

We also met a couple of nice humans who are Guide Dogs workypeople. They were most complimentary about me! Well..thank you! The ladyhuman knows my doggygranny Charlotte, doggymummy Bailey and my sister Opal, as well as my Daddy Dixon. She said she was a workyperson at the Guide Dogs National Breeding Centre when my Daddy Dixon and Mummy Bailey did their doggydancing together. I have no idea what that means but it was nice to meet them!

After that, we set off for workywalkies into town again. Yet more visits to talkybone shops. One for Mum's talkybone; it seems she needs lessons in how to use it! The other one was for Dad's talkybone; he needed a new teenyweeny plastic rectangle to feed to it. We went into another couple of boring shops too. Nothing worth reporting, just lots of keeping Mum from bumping into everything!

The most important call was to 'Find the Post Office', where we dispatched another batch of my calendars. This is all good. More shinydisks into the funds for sponsoring another pup to be trained to be a 'me'.
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Tuesday, 5 December 2017

Shaved Crows!

Testing out the results of Mum's hours of twiddling with a shinyhookstick and long tails. I think I approve! Comfy!

She says no dribbling!......How rude is that?! After all my hard work guiding her this morning in this new town! 4.28 miles of 'find left', 'find right', 'find the crossing', 'get the button', 'find the way out'........I think I deserve a bit of a dribble!

Photo shows me asleep on my bed on the sofa, with my head on the big multicoloured cushions that Mum crowshaved the covers for.

Monday, 4 December 2017

Beastie Rumbler!


I do rather like this mooring! It comes with a built-in freerun along the towpath, up and over a little bridge over the canal and into a park! And, the bonus is that the route is all so good that Mum can manage it (in good light) without me on harness!

That is how today started. It got better when we reached the park - I found a superb buddy to chase with, roll with and have a good old boxing match with! His name was Arnold and he was a big choccy Labrador. We had a fab time! Sadly it had to end though and I had to take Mum back to floatyboatyhome to fetch Dad. Then it was into workywalkies mode and into town.

The first bit was only across the road to a human yummyery/drinking room. That meant I was under the table on the hard cold floor. It seems it was for one of those blimming meeting things that humans seem to do. Why can't they just meet and converse like dogs do - I mean - like - properly.? .... a quick sniff of the important places and we get all the conversation we need!

There were some nice humans there, who gave me some nice fusses. One of them was Monty's Mum that we met yesterday. Monty wasn't there though :(

After all that, we headed off into the town shoppyplaces. It was great to be working guiding Mum on completely new territory. I got to 'get the button' at lots of crossings! Yummy work! It seems to make people's mouths go up at the corners when I hup to show Mum where the button is! That has to be a good thing!

The afternoon has been a snoozy time while Mum has been tippetytapping on her compooter thingy. Dad disappeared down the hole in the back deck for a while and seemed to be getting eaten by the big rumbly monster that lives down there. Dad came back with very black icky front paws! He seems to have survived his encounter with the beastie though. I took him out for a leisure walkies to recover!

Sunday, 3 December 2017

Workywalkies, Zoomies and Freerun!


Aaaahhhh! A lovely relaxed Sunday!

Freerun along towapth
workywalkies
church with carpet to snooze on
workywalkies
park freerun inc zoomies with a passing fellow black lab, Monty
freerun home along towpath
big juicy new bone

Mmmmmmm.......


2 photos of Monty and me playing in the park.

Saturday, 2 December 2017

Standing by the Spending Room...


Another day of exhausting fuss and admiration!

It all started with a workywalkies to the train station. When the train arrived a nice manhuman did something called 'upgrade us' to the posh bit. That meant I got a bit extra room to lie down in front of Mum and Dad's paws. Mum and Dad got hot black water too! That nice manhuman gave me some super fusses and ear-rubs. I liked him!

When we got off the train I recognized where we were. Mum didn't need to give me any directions. I simply guided her flawlessly to the huuuuuuuuugenormous hall. Mum says the place is called the Birmingham Ennysee. I galloped along - really excited to strut my stuff helping Mum. Dad was tagging along behind us somewhere. It is quite a long walk through looooooong corridors, some with strange moving floor things. I avoided them and took Mum down the side of them. We were going faster than the people on the moving floor! At the end of all of those, I found the door we needed that led to the stairs. Mum was super impressed with me for that. I don't think she had remembered any of the way!

Last time we were here, it was full of shiny white homeboxes on wheels. This time it was torture!!!! It was full of yummies! Millions of yummies! Mouth-dripping yummies! All up on tables and things so out of bounds to me! Haaaarrrrrruuuuummmmpppphhhh! I did manage to snaffle a few hooverings though. Not as many as I could have done if Mum wasn't keeping such a tight upward lift on my head via lead and noseband! Hufff!

I managed to weave our way through gazillions of humans and found the Guide Dogs stand. That was a fantabulous end to my work for a while! It was time to meet and greet and kanoodle and play (in a restricted kind of way) with loads of colleague dogs. After the initial greetings though, we all to put on our 'professional' heads and do our stuff at being admired and fussed and loved. It seems that this produces shinydisks from all the visitors and that all helps to train more puppies to be life changers like me!

Mum did oooooooodles of yacketying with oooooodles of visitors. She was telling them all about how amazing I am. By mid afternoon, my head must have swelled up because I simply couldn't hold it up any longer so I simply curled up beside Mum, who was sitting on the floor. I think that little snooze allowed my head to shrink again so I could hold it up afterwards.

Now, after a not so good journey home (the train was sooo crowded that we had to stand beside the stinky human spending room), it seems that the glowing hotbox is making my eyelids very heavy now!

4 photos
Fusses from the nice manhuman on the train. He crouched down beside Mum so I could enjoy his attentions.

Meeting and greeting doggy style - a good sniff of the vitals tells us all we need to know.

Puppy playtime. Well....actually, the manhuman Puppywalker had a very interesting stuffed bone in his front paw!

Snoozing on the job. Mum and Alistair (a manhuman Guide Dogs volunteer pal), sitting on the green floor with me curled up snatching some zzzzs.

Friday, 1 December 2017

A new Playmate... Buckie!!!!

Now I've recovered from the shock of discovering Mum's fraudulent actions, memory is returning. I took Daddy for a leisure walkies. I found a new playmate on the towpath this morning! His name is Buckie, a 10 month old Beagle cross pup.

When we first met, Buckie's ladyhuman was nervous because she rescued Buckie a month ago. She thought that when he woofed at me he was being a bit nasty. Between Dad and I, we reassured her, and we ended up with a great bit of playtime! Actually, his woofs and playbows were just an invitation to play. Of course, I was happy to oblige! Hope we meet again.

Me and Buckie taking a little break!

Pooch Pawlice Required. Urgently!!!

I caught Mummy red-pawed. She is a cheat and a fraud!

When I get a yummy for good works, it now transpires that it is only a tiny BIT of a yummy! I caught her in the act of cutting them all up! What a con! It seems I have to do about six 'good jobs' before I get one treat! I'm calling the pooch pawlice!

Mummy caught Red Pawed in the act!

Thursday, 30 November 2017

Pyoing-Pyoing-Pyoing

The quacking featherballs were doing a weird thing this morning; They were kind of semi-walking on water and semi-sinking into it. I watched them with my head tilting in all directions but I just couldn't work out what they were up to.

The grass was all white and crunchy under my paws and the mud was no longer squishy-slippy for Mum. The water was all kind of flat and not moving. It was most peculiar. Where the trees were moulting, the 'furs' they were shedding were kind of bouncing and skidding across the top of the water. 

All this meant that Mum and I just went for a pleasure workywalkies instead of going straight into team-towpath mode. Apparently, it is not a good idea to move our floatyboatyhome through solid water unless really necessary. It clearly wasn't necessary this morning! So, after a pleasant walkies, it was back to snooze by the warmth of the glowing hotbox.

A bit later though, we did set off and conquered 11 locks in total. It was a tad chilly on my botty when I had to sit and wait while Mum did all the hefting and winding stuff, but it was good to be in action. When we were cruising aboard our floatyboatyhome, there were some stretches where the water was still quite solid on top. In these bits, there was a loud 'pyoing-pyoing-pyoing' and lots of crunching noise. I was a little bit worried about this to begin with, but Mum and Dad seemed relaxed enough so I just settle down on the back deck to watch the strange flat water go by in slices.


Photo shows Mum and me workywalkiesing along the towpath. There is a floatyboat beside us, which is ahead of Dad on our floatyboatyhome. We shared most of the locks with this one.

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

A Nice Selection!


Mummy's hairy hero! That's me apparently!

We've been working locks together again today - 12 of them! It has been great! I've had lots of edible backup to Mum's praise! I think it means I'm doing a good job. The last few locks were the best though; I got to enjoy a freerun while Mum did all the hefty windy-uppy-windy-downy-pushy-pully-stuff. It all started when a couple of playful pooch pals came by. Mum was nice to me by taking off my harness and lead and letting me 'Go play'. It was only a brief play as they were only passing, but it was a little time of fun anyway. Then, because the light was good and that bit of towpath was really clear and good for Mum, I got to 'freewalk' the rest of the way with her. She says that it is easy to find her way on a gravel path because, if she strays from it, she doesn't crunch anymore! I just pottered around enjoying a sniff here and a weemail there.....and then walked down to the next lock with Mum, waited while she did her stuff then walked back up to supervise her shutting the previous one again after Dad had driven our floatyboatyhome out. We zig-zagged to and fro the distance several times over that way. That meant I got to double and treble check all the local weemail gossip on the way!

These locks have quite high up platform areas around the beams on the bottom gates (the bottom ones are the biggest ones). These have a level access at the top but a sheer drop at the bottom; kind of a wall going down to the grass below. One of them though had a step down even on the top side. I was waiting with Mum while she did her hefting stuff and, just as she was about to fall off this step, I managed to plonk myself across in front of her and prevent her from going any further. I am sure she hadn't realised there was a step there! I got lots of soppy hugs and fusses after that! And a nice selection from Mum's pocket too! Yummmmmm!

Tuesday, 28 November 2017

Super Sized Carrot!


Team Towpath par Excellence!

Just Mum and me and miles of mud! We did good methinks!

Mum dug out my scruffy old harness - the one that is reserved for working in yucky conditions. I'm very glad we didn't meet anyone! The shame of it! That harness is soooo tatty! Anyway, we set off workywalkiesing the towpath. The big glowball in the sky was super bright and kind of low down, and we were walking straight towards it, so Mum really couldn't see where she was going. At first it was OK; a bit squishy underpaw but not too bad. Mum was doing well on that. Then it all got squishier and slippyer and ickyer. Mum kept saying "Wowowowo". I thought she was trying to be a hound! After a couple of such baying sessions though, I sussed it! She was finding it hard to walk. Silly two-legs were slip-sliding all over the place. Sturdy four-legs had no problem! Once I had worked that one out though, I was ready to slow down and warn Mum with a knee-nuzzle when we came to such icky bits. That, apparently was very pleasing! Very good work! Work worth a yummy!

On some stretches, the path got really narrow and so Mum did her lead-through-harness-handle thing and gave me the command "Go ahead". I like doing this. It is a great opportunity for me to truly show Mum what I can do. It also gives me good chances to sneak in a bit extra sniffing of local weemail gossip! Heehee! Mum can't lift my head up when we are working in this mode! She can biff me up the bum though! Huff! There were a few icky patches in our 'go ahead' stretches, so I slowed right down and looked back at Mum to make sure she got the message and was careful.

We made it! No slips. No mishaps. we got back aboard floatyboatyhome and I got the biggest carrot Mum could find! Yummmmy!

Monday, 27 November 2017

Bouncing Bum!


Ouchy leakysky!

I took Mummy and Daddy on a big workywalkies and busridies. We went to a floatyboatyvet place (our floatyboatyhome is not poorly though so nothing to worry about). I got to stay with a nice manhuman in the office while Mummy and Daddy went to see inside another floatyboat. After that, we walked to the bus stop, then went into Rugby again. First stop was the Post Office (big triumphant bum bounce just inside the door when Mum told me how clever I am to 'Find the Post Office'! - clever enough for TWO treats!). Second stop was the Opticians (I found that too!) where Mum got her new eyewindows. Then a humanyummyery where i simply had to lie down under the table and dream of the bacon I could smell. Huff!

Third stop was the talkybone shop again. Thankfully we didn't stay long this time. Just long enough for Mum to get something sorted out on her new talkybone and for me to get a few fusses!

After a bit more wandering around Rugby town shoppyplace, in and out of a few other shops, we caught another bus and then workywalkiesded to a foodyshop called Aldi. That was fine, I directed Mum successfully around there and she did the right thing by getting a big bag of carrots! It was after we left there and were walking back to our floatyboatyhome that the ouchies happened. The sky started to leak. At first it was just about tolerable (I don't like workywalkies with leakyskies but when it is just a bit damp I can put up with it). Then it started to get soggy enough to be running off my nose. That makes my head hang low. I don't like it! But it got even worse when the sky started flinging little tiny ouchy white balls at us too! That was just not nice at all! Hooooowwwwwlllll!

Thankfully, it didn't last long and we made it home to get a good towelrub to make it all better again. The sofa has been a pleasant, warm, dry place to snooze away the rest of the afternoon!

Sunday, 26 November 2017

Cheesecake!

A good Sunday today!

Workywalkies to a new church.

New humanfriends to meet n greet. (and pose for one-eyed-clickybox)
New hoovering territory - it seems that something called cheesecake goes a good splat when it is dropped on the floor but it was delicious to help with the clean up operation!

Workywalkies back, via a park for a freerun - Yippeeee!

Three locks to work with Mummy (well, actually two with Mummy and the last one with Daddy because it got too dark for Mummy).

Then Bone time! It is finished now so there's only one thing left to do to round off a good day; Sofasnuggles with Mummy! Mmmmmzzzzzzz......

Photo shows Mummy and me posing in the middle of the room where church was this morning. A nice ladyhuman is poining her talkybone at us to take a photo.

Saturday, 25 November 2017

All Fussed Out!

My minions did good! All calendars ordered so far are now on their way! I supervised their packing by Mum, the squiggles on the white rectangles by Dad, then I escorted Dad to the Post Office to ask the ladyhuman there to send them on their way.

In the rest of life: Visitors! Doggy visitors! Yippeee! Max and Tizzy came to visit. We were only allowed to play on long leads just outside on the towpath but it was great to do that. Oh.....they brought their humans with them too so I got to clean Pete's ears out for him again!

That was only a brief visit before workywalkies to the bus stop, then into Rugby town. More workywalkies got us to a few shops including one where Mum got new pawcovers, and one where I got some lovely fusses! Oh....and Mum spent forever playing with a talkybone. Eventually, she came out with that talkybone in her pocket! By this time, I was all fussed out by the nice manhuman workyperson in there, and I was starving too! It was almost my dinnertime! I had to do more workywalkies and bus stop finding first though - then the journey on the bus. I eventually got my picnic dinner in a corner in Tesco's! I just about survived long enough to guide Mum there!

Then, I had a smidgen of energy to fuel me to guide Mum to the next adventure. First of all, we went up the hill and over the bridge, so I tried to guide Mum to where home used to be; beside the little parky area. She said 'No. Not today. Straight on'. I did, but I had to give her the nuzzle on the knee to check. The nuzzle that says 'Are you sure? I'm not convinced this is the right way!'. Then she gave me the clearer direction; ' Let's go find Jasper'. Well......THAT was a good instruction! I knew exactly which way to go! Around the corner, follow the pavement around, then cross the road at the crossing, turn right, find the tunnel and go through it, then through the twitten and follow round to the left! Yesssss! It was very dark so Mum had to trust me. I didn't let her down! Well....I wouldn't want to miss a meet up with my buddy Jasper!

It was a fab evening of doggy snogging and fun and ear-chewing and...well....doggy play stuff! I think the humans enjoyed their noshing and yacketying too....I guess so anyway......I can't say I took too much notice really.......Jasper fun was much more important! Oh....and a bit of hoovering duty under a microhuman in a chair on sticks! I shared that duty with Jasper. We did a thorough job between us!

Photo of me enjoying some super fuss time with the workymanhuman in the talkybone shop.

Thursday, 23 November 2017

Kerbs.


'Back to basics'. That's what Mum called it. 'Yummy work' was what I called it!

It seems that today is a day of having nowhere to go. A rarity for us. So, this morning, Mum and I left Dad at home to do his clicketyfingersy stuff and we went off to remember some of the streets around this Hillmorton place. It wasn't a long route; maybe a couple of miles or so. Mum made me work really hard though. She said it would do us both good to remember some old basics of our working. So, we stopped firmly at every kerb, I had to wait for the 'forward' command before taking Mum across the road. (I have got into a bit of a habit of telling Mum when to go - apparently she is supposed to be in charge! Hmmmm.....not sure what to think about this....), I didn't get away with any sniffing (HUFFFFF! But there are sooooo many strategic weemail hubs around here!), and I had to take Mum to kerbs and stop before making any turns around corners. (Kerbs are reference points for navigation).

Every time I did good I got a yummy and some praise! It was a worthwhile 'reminder'!

The rest of the day has been hard work - on my jaws! A new bone!!!!! Yummmmmmm! Now it seems that Dad needs a walkies so please excuse me - duty calls!

Wednesday, 22 November 2017

Hoicked!

Bleugh! That snack was good when I found it but not nice when it reappeared!

I managed to find my way out of floatyboatyhome and through the hedge. There are some baa-ing four-legged clouds there and I wandered in to say hello. I found some very yummy nuggets on the ground and managed to snaffle a few before Dad spoiled my fun and hoicked me back. I don't think Mum or Dad were too impressed with me. Oooooops! :(

We had visitors; two growed up humans; Simon (with lots of fur on his chin - rather like a Schnauzer!) and Esther, plus two minihumans; Livvy and Noah. Livvy is a bit like Mummy; she has eyesight in need of a me! She says she might have a me one day when she gets a bit bigger. Of course, all this meant ooooooodles of human yacketying going on and they had something called 'cake' to munch too. I was feeling a bit sorry for myself though, so I want and laid down in a dark place! That was when my tummy turned the wrong way and emptied onto the floor!

I am OK again now though. The pictures of me in my 2018 calendar are all nice happy healthy photos! If you want a handsome boy on your wall then get your order in very soon as they are selling fast. That means we are raising some good shinydisks to sponsor another puppy to train to be a 'me'. Maybe one that could be for Livvy one day soon.....

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Tuesday, 21 November 2017

Felt a Bit of a Prick...


He stabbed me! I thought he was a nice vetman. He started off nice with fusses and tummytickles. I rolled onto my back for the bestest effects. Then he got a shiny spike and stabbed me in the neck! Hooowwwwlllll!

I took Mummy workywalkies on a nice route to Tesco this morning - the long way round - via two stretches of pathways with no roads. Nice big clear pathways with big bright white line along the middle that Mummy could see to follow. That meant I got to FREERUNNNNNN those bits! Yippeeeee! Only shortish freeruns - with workywalkies in between to get Mummy across a big beastie road and along a stretch of pavement - but freeruns nonetheless!

When we got to Tesco, I managed to guide Mum straight to the carrots! Yess! She didn't even need to ask me! She says she wasn't actually planning on getting carrots - well, that was a mistaken plan that simply HAD to be corrected! My bum bounced quite spectacularly when it triumphantly whumped on the floor to declare my expert work! Mum DID get some carrots; some nice big juicy carrots! Error of judgement corrected!

After that, a nice lie down on the back deck to watch the water glide by was welcome, and a new garden is always good to explore! We are now in a place Mum says is called Hillmorton. I remember it. Mum says we were here nearly four years ago when we first became floatyboaters. I remembered the way to the shoppy street though! That was when we visited the vet. Mum says that is me all sorted and safe for another year. How can a stab in the neck be 'safe'? Huh??

The yummies that Mum gave me helped to take away the ouch and the terrors! I think I forgive her.....and I did manage to give the vetman a waggytailed goodbye.....



Photo shows me lying on my back on the floor, legs in the air, with the vetman giving me a bellytickle.