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.

Hold on tightly, let go lightly

Farewell old friend.

xxxx

Dog Borstal

Whilst she went to a wedding, I was checked into dog borstal.

She thinks it's good for me, to hang out with other hounds, and generally just be a dog for a while. you are supposed to check our ego in at the door. Nobody cares about my celebrity status there.

I milk it on her return i do my best "i didn't think you were every coming back for me" face. You know the sort of thing.

Full of remorse for having left me, we go to Mr Ferrai's for a slap up tea and a run around the garden.

What she doesn't know, is that the borstal is just up the road from Hambleton Hall. I slip the kennel maid £50, check myself into 5 star luxury, bolt across the fields when i see her approach and nobody is any the wiser.

That is why i know i had absolutely nothing to do with the cat that went missing from the kennels. Nothing at all. No siree, wasn't me.