Person came home today smelling of PUPPY.

Twelve-Day-Old-Keeshund-PUPPY.

OH NO.

I Push my Nose right down to the Bottom of Person's Big Work Bag.

No PUPPY. Whew.

(Little Pickle has put me off PUPPIES for Ever).

Keeshund Puppies Snuffle. Keeshund Puppies YAWN.

Milly is Very Patient with Little Pickle.


She is Silly Milly.

Anyway, Monty the Mont likes to Dig in Dog Beds. He likes to Scrumple Dog Beds. He likes to Throw Dog Beds About.

Monty has Buried me in Dog Beds.

Tilly's Puppies

Here is beautiful Keeshund Tilly with her new Puppies.


(No, Person, I don't need another Puppy thank you).

Pickle

When Person goes Out, Pickle is GOOD.

When Person is Out Pickle is QUIET. Pickle is CALM. Pickle WAITS.

When Person comes Home Pickle is NAUGHTY.

Pickle Looks for TROUBLE.

What is he up to now?

He could be Digging Plants.

He could be Chewing his Special Tough Unbreakable Rubber Balls.

Or he could be Thinking.

He could be Thinking What Shall I Do Next.

Yesterday Person made a Walking Video with Milly.

But The Wind was Too Windy. The Birds were Too Twittery.

Person says she will Try Again Another Day.

Anyway, I would make a Better Film Star than Milly.

http://www.youtube.com/profile?feature=iv&user=tab289&annotation_id=annotation_365411

Good Friday

It was GOOD FRIDAY.

But Nobody Told Little Pickle.

Pickle had NAUGHTY FRIDAY.

Person put Pickle Under her Desk.

Pickle had to STAY under Person's Desk for a LONG TIME to CALM DOWN.

Anyway, Little Pickle had WET SUNDAY.

Milly had WET SUNDAY.

I DON'T LIKE WET. Water is for Drinking.

I had a DRY SUNDAY.

Shiba Inus

Person visited two Shiba Inus.

They are Little Foxes really.

The other day I was Outside.

Monty the Mont was Outside.

Milly was Outside.

Little Pickle has his Small Dog Flap.

Then.....suddenly Milly appeared in the Sitting Room!

Milly put her Leg through first.

Milly put her Head through next.

Then Milly Wriggled her Whole Body through.

I hope a Little Fox doesn't come in through Pickle's Small Dog Flap.

Anyway, here I am on my High Place.

Person is telling me I am BEAUTIFUL and CLEVER.

I know that already.

Barging

Pickle is on My High Place.

Tilly is a Keeshund. A Keeshund is a Dutch Barge Dog.

Sometimes I am an English Barge Dog. Barging can Hurt.

So is that why Tilly is Fluffy?

I sometimes Barge Monty the Mont. I sometimes Barge Milly.

Unfortunately for them I'm not Fluffy like Tilly.

I don't Barge Little Pickle off My High Place. I WOOOF LOUDLY until Person takes him away.

Little Pickle is Asleep under Person's Desk with the Fluff out of his Ferret Toy.

Tilly is going to have Puppies.

Fluffy Puppies.

Person says Tilly's Fluffy Puppies will be BEAUTIFUL.

Uh-oh……please no.....not another puppy.

Anyway, this is Koni.

Koni lives at the Dog Friendly Pub.

Barging isn't Dog Friendly.

No Shockers

Yesterday Little Pickle went to Vet Charles.

This is because Person doesn't want Milly to Have Puppies.

Little Pickle goes to Vet Charles to prevent Milly from Having Puppies?

Person says we don't want any Little Shepherd-Cocker Shockers.

Anyway, we have FIVE Balls. One Ball Each and a Spare. Person Throws them for us in our Field.

Last week Person went to see Archie. Archie is Twelve Weeks Old.

Archie is another....... Cocker Spaniel.

Archie lives with Duncan. He is a Cocker Spaniel too.

Person also went to see Pluto who is a BIG GREAT DANE.

I told you about Lurcher Noodles. Here are her Fluffy Saluki Ears.

Little Pickle has Fluffy Ears Too.

Anyway, Post Operative Care for your Dog after Neutering says AVOID ENERGETIC BEHAVIOUR.

I wish.

Unshreddable Toy

Here is Little Pickle with the Toy he Can't Shred that I told you about.

Boxer, Greyhound, Lurcher and Red Hen

Person went to see a Lurcher called Jessie, a greyhound called Charlie

And a RED HEN.

Jessie is Brindled. Charlie is Brindled. I am a Pale Pip.

Charlie is a Retired Racing Greyhound. Charlie CHASED Hares.

But Charlie doesn't CHASE Red Hens.

I would. I would CHASE a Red Hen. Milly would CHASE a Red Hen. Little Pickle most certainly would CHASE a Red Hen.

Monty the Mont would BARK at us. STOP.

Anyway, Person says we won't have a Red Hen in our House.

She has no time to teach us Not To Chase Red Hens in Houses.

Next Person went to see two White Boxers. They had Black Blobs.

She says Ollie looks like a Pirate. He made her Laugh.

I make Person Laugh too.

Little Pickle makes Person Laugh. Little Pickle doesn't make ME Laugh.

Here he is with his head through his New Toy.

Person has found a New Toy that he Can't Shred.

Anyway, Person gave me her Cushion for my Favourite Chair.

Little Pickle can't Jump on me up here.

Scared dogs and Noodles

Person visited Two Border Collie Dogs.


The Two Dogs were PROTECTIVE.

The Two Dogs were SCARED.

Whenever Person Moved...the Two Dogs BARKED.

They LUNGED.

Then Border Collie Evie was Brave. Evie SNIFFED Person.

Person sat Very Very Still.

Then Evie ....... WOOFFED.

Person JUMPED.

Anyway, the next day Person visited a Lurcher. Her name is Noodles.

Noodles is Grey.

Grey Noodles?

I am a Lurcher. I am the colour of Straw.

Here is Noodles Bowing. She wants Tofu to Play.

Pickle doesn't Bow to get me to Play.

Pickle JUMPS on me.

Anyway, I need a Drink.

I have been chasing Pickle.

I want the Orange Ball.

Goodbye Marmite

Marmite was Brown.

Marmite was Soft.

Marmite was Lazy.

Marmite was Gentle.

Marmite was Friendly.

Marmite's Tail was always Waggy.

Vet Farah gave Marmite her first injection Six Years Ago.

Four days ago Vet Farah drained Fluid from Marmite's Tummy.

Marmite's Tummy was Full of Fluid because her Heart was Not Pumping Properly.

Then Marmite Stopped Eating. Then she Stopped Taking her Pills.

She just Lay Down.

Even Little Pickle was Quiet.

So today our Vet Farah came.

Marmite's Heart has Stopped Pumping now.

Anyway, Person went to see a Puppy yesterday called Porter.

Porter is a Very Big Puppy.

He is only 15 Weeks Old and he is already Bigger and Heavier than Little Pickle.

Porter is a Dogue de Bordeaux.

I am a Dogue do Bedfordshire.

Marmite was a Dogue de Bedfordshire too.

Busy

Person is Very Busy.

She has been to see Two Brackens this week!

This is Bracken who is a Red Labrador.

Red? He looks like a dark Pip colour to me.

Bracken is Exactly the Same Age as Little Pickle! Seven Months Old.

Bracken gets a bit too Rough and Excited with his She-Person.

My Person is teaching Bracken's Persons a few Tricks.

And this is Bracken the Japenes Akita.

(I am an English Pip).

Bracken is Fluffy. Bracken is White.

When Bracken was a puppy he was Shut Outside All Alone day and night.

They didn't want him any more. They gave him away.

Next Bracken was Shut in the Bathroom All Alone day and night.

He never saw Dogs. He never saw Children. Nobody Played with him.

They didn't want him any more either. They gave him away also.

Now Bracken has a New Home where they Love him and Care for him.

Now Bracken has Two Tabby Cats to keep him company during the day.


Now Bracken, slowly, gradually, is going to get used to being near Dogs and Children without being Scared and Fierce.

Anyway, Poor Marmite is on her Last Legs.

Poor Marmite's Heart is Not Pumping Properly.

She has a Fat Tummy full of Water.

I have a very Thin Tummy.

I am still on my FIRST Legs.

Poor Marmite's Heart nearly STOPPED Pumping two weeks ago.

Very soon Poor Marmite's Heart will STOP Pumping forever.

Little Pickle knows Marmite's Heart is Not Pumping Properly. He leaves Her Alone.

I wish that Little Pickle would leave ME alone.

I Love Marmite.

'The Time' had not come after all

No, this isn't Monty the Mont!

This is Jack. (Jack who opens doors).

Jack is a Calm Happy Dog at home.

Jack is not a Calm Happy Dog when out on Walks.

He Pulls and Pulls. He Goes Crazy when he sees Other Dogs.

The Dog Trainer said Jack was a Lost Cause.

But Person says in time Jack is not a Lost Cause at all.

Jack will become a Calm Happy Dog out on Walks, just like he is at home.

Because he Wants to. Not because he is Trained to.

And this is Toby.

Toby is scared of little Abi who has just started walking.

Here am I playing tug with Little Pickle and Milly.

Pickle runs very fast. He leaps right over furniture. He hides where I can't reach him.

You Can't Catch Me.

I BARK.

Person says Go Out and Do That Somewhere Else.

Anyway, Poor Marmite went to the Vet on Monday.

THE TIME had Come. Or so Persons thought.

But in the waiting room Marmite said Hello with a Staffie and a Golden Retriever.

In the Vet's room Marmite Wagged her Tail for the Vet.

So THE TIME had Not Come after all.

The Vet gave Marmite an injection. The Vet put pills down her throat.

THE TIME will Come another day.

Anyway, I think Little Pickle is a Lost Cause.

He is Somewhere Else for a while.

So THE TIME has Come for me to have a Rest.

Ears

This is Jack. Jack has Very Big Ears for a Little Dog.

Jack was Peeing on the carpet. Jack was Peeing in the kitchen at night. Jack was Peeing in his bed. Jack was Peeing up the cupboards.

Jack Peed a message on Persons' work bag.

Person put her work bag in the washing machine.

Person said she didn't want me, or Little Pickle, or Monty the Mont to start using her work bag as a message board.

Now Person has just heard! Jack hasn't Peed Indoors once since she saw him!

Little Pickle has STRAGGLY Spaniel Ears.

Marmite has FLOPPY Sleepy Labrador Ears. And so does Monty the Mont.

My Ears are FLOPPY.

But I am a Sight Hound. I am also a HEARING Hound.

I MISS NOTHING.

Milly has WIDE AWAKE Ears. Milly is ALERT.

Person went to see Cocoa last week. Cocoa has FLOPPY Labrador Ears like Marmite and Monty the Mont.

Cocoa's Labrador Ears are not SLEEPY Ears. Cocoa's Ears are WORRIED Ears.

Cocoa is Anxious.

Cocoa is Scared of Shiny Floors.

Now Cocoa is learning to be more CONFIDENT.

Then Person went to see Odie.

Odie has FLOPPY Labrador Ears also. Odie's Ears are BOUNCY Ears.

Odie's Ears FLOP Up FLOP Down FLOP Up FLOP Down as Odie JUMPS about.

Odie is now going to learn to BE CALM.

Odie is now learning to stop Jumping About.

Our Marmite is a Chocolate Labrador. Marmite is Lazy.

Poor Marmite has a Heart Condition.

And here is Hamish, with Brora.

Hamish is 6 and a half months old. Little Pickle is 6 and a half months old.

Hamish is a Border Collie.

Whenever a Person gets up or moves, Hamish runs about frantically searching the walls and ceiling for SHADOWS to CHASE.

Before Christmas Hamish had nearly stopped CHASING SHADOWS altogether.

Then... over Christmas.... lots of Persons came to his house.

It was Very Exciting for Hamish. It was Very Stressful for Hamish.

Then someone played the Chasing Reflections game with him.

So now Hamish is CHASING SHADOWS again.

(He should stop again soon because his Persons know what to do now).

Anyway, I am a MEERKAT.