I'm back

The pressures of being a celebrity can sometimes be too much, and you need to take a bit of time out.

She packed me up and sent me to a "health spa" for a few weeks.

It wasn't quite what i expected, a lot of talking, no facials, no seaweed bodywraps.....

Honey I shrank The Hound

It's a Whippet.

14 weeks old.

She tried to steal it.

Face? Bothered?

Princess Pooch

Looking this good isn't easy.

I require regular shampoo and sets from Princess Pooch across the road.

I like a good blow dry as much as the next dog, but i don't like the hot air in my ears.

Emma kindly protects them in a towel.

Then we sit back and discuss tactics for Roller Derby.

Happy Days.

Special times

Being a dog of land locked Rutland, there is nothing I like more than heading to the coast.

Watching boats come in and out of the harbour, drinking a little wine with friends......

Just don't ask me to get on a boat.

Lurchers don't do water.

Summer days driftin' away

but they have been good, pool parties, festivals, and the like.

Gifts of junk food, and a new collar.

Just as the old one reached that perfect aged look, and got really comfy, she gets me a new one.

It will take me months to break it in.

Women.

I'm gonna party like it's my birthday

I'm gonna sip Barcardi like it's my birthday...

I have many gifts, i will do a show and tell next week, just incase i get anymore......

I keep being woken up and asked if i know it is my "special day"

My "special day" will come when it is just me, that cat, and a locked room.

Winner

There was a competition.


Obviously i won.

and if Wallace thinks he can out cute me on the curled up sleeping pose....he can think again.

The acceptance speech is currently being worked on.