Home maintenance

It's that time of year when one has to knuckle down to some very necessary jobs around the house and garden. For a start we have a large tree in our garden (heaven knows what it is called) that chooses this time of year to dump leaves, long spikey bits, and hard pea-like berries all over our lawn. I felt a bit sorry for mum having to rake all this up so I decided to give her some respite by asking her to scratch my back. Surprisingly, she did!


Another emergency arose last week which required some immediate DIY action to fix. Our sofa, on which I have spent many a happy night, decided to shed a few of the bolts holding all together. As a result, dad and I had to work hard to get it all back together again so mum could once more watch Emmerdale in the comfort to which she is accustomed.


Big thank you is due to my mate Princess Jolly Dog's dad as he has helped sort out our computer problem. I am pleased to report we are now all up and running again as the appearance of this new blog entry will confirm.

I'm in a bit of trouble again as once more I seem to have managed to loose a small chunk of flesh from one of my ears (the other one this time). Now for me this does not cause any great problem but mum and dad are not at all appreciative of the resulting burgundy respray of their nice pastel walls each time I have a good shake. Don't really see what the problem is as it licks off quite easily - well, the bits I can reach anyway.

It is usual practice to advise rest after blood loss so I'm off for a kip.

Furthering my social networking skills

As a further step in my attempts to become more techno savy and "in touch", I made my first Skype call the other day. It was to my new mate Princess Jolly Dog and her dad. Lovely to see her lounging on the back of the sofa like she owned the place (which she probably does), and I also needed to get her dad and mine talking in order that we can get this mess that Mac OSX upgrade 10.6.5 has made to our computer sorted. Apparently he knows even more than I do about Macs (which I find hard to believe) but if that is the case then he must be a good man to know!

I got a bit of a lecture from mum afterwards about not being very sociable on the call. Seems I am not supposed to leap about a lot and lick the screen. As I tried to explain, I was only trying to stick my nose up Jolly Dog's tail as us dogs normally do in greeting. Anyway, I don't really do sitting still for any great length of time.

Mum and I are a bit tired today as I had to get her up at 3am this morning for a call of nature. She's not mad at me though, and we had a nice cuddle in the lounge before I sent her back to bed.We might both just have to have a bit of a kip this afternoon to make up for lost sleep.

My first day at the seaside

Having been postponed from my birthday due to inclement weather, my first trip to the seaside finally took place yesterday. We went to Canet Plage which is near Perpignan.



Now those of you who know me of old will be aware that I have a particular distrust of water, even choosing to walk around puddles after rain. So it was with some trepidation that I set foot on my first beach. It turns out that the sand bit is really great fun and you can tear around on it very easily.



As for the sea bit - well the jury is still out. There I was standing looking at it when it dashed at me and got my feet all wet. I was less than pleased about that. And it is such a pain getting all that sand from between your toes afterwards.



We then went to the marina where there were hundreds of boats. I had seen a few of these before at Port Vendres but never as many as this. Not too sure I would like to go on one as you are surrounded by water!



Still, I really enjoyed my day out, and would love to go again, even though it does rather knacker you. I slept all evening when I got back.

On a different note, a strange thing happened today. My mum went out this afternoon and when she came back I did not recognise her! So much so that I had to bark quite severely at her. She had SHORT HAIR. It was quite a shock, I can tell you.

She is on dog walking duty tomorrow so I will try and find out more about how and why this happened. Will report back later.

UPDATE: Interrogated mum as to how and why this short hair happened. It appears she asked this lady to cut it short because she wanted a "change of style". Alright for some. If I wanted a "change of style" with my very short hair I'm a bit stuffed, especially if I wanted it in a "cockapoodle" style which I understand is very fashionable these days.