Friday, 5 August 2011


My lovely walk with C came to abrupt end when I wandered into the bushes and got some wasps or hornets (not sure which and don't really care!). The stung me a few times on my rump and also on my snout. I yelped and ran back to C and was limping as it really hurt.

We walked/limped back to the car and the pain started to subside, but I was feeling a bit itchy. We then popped around the corner to pick L up from work and as I turned my head to look at her she looked a bit shocked. My snout had swelled up on one side and apparently I looked like a comedy cartoon dog (glad they could see the funny side).

On the way home we stopped at the vets so they could book me in for my annual booster (great, more pain) and checked with the vet that I would be ok. Luckily the itching subsided and I had a good snooze and was right as rain later that evening.

I'll tell you what though, if I get my paws on those wasps/hornets....

Thursday, 4 August 2011

Party time!

L & C invited a few friends round for a BBQ (hence the garden make-over) and on the day I got to go to stay the night at CG's house. CG takes me out for occasional pack walks which are so much fun and looks after me overnight sometimes.

You might think I would be sad to miss the party, but I have so much fun at CG's house. I arrived to find 6 other dogs there and I quickly took a liking to Poppy the black labrador (If you get my drift...).

We all went out for a lovely long walk and that evening I slept on a dog bed! CG had said it was fine for me not to bring my crate with me and after a little while trying out all 6 beds on offer I opted for the blue cord one. I am very pleased to say that I was an angel, no food was stolen, no soft furnishings destroyed. When CG told L & C this the next day I heard them mumbling something about me being a different dog when I am at CG's....dunno what they mean.

Apparently, lots of people at the party were sad I wasn't there, but there were comcerns there would be no sausages for anyone else if I was there!

Just call me 'Ollie Titchmarsh'

L & C have been spending loads of time sprucing up the garden for their anniversary BBQ/party. Old turf has been dug up, concrete has been smashed up, a new patio and new turf has been laid, the ivy has been trimmed and the garden furniture has been repainted. Phew! I have been exhausted watching it all.

Anyway, I thought it was time I did my bit, so while they were sitting on the soil removing tiny stones I made myself useful around the side by creating a 'display' of some plants.

Ok, so this did involve me picking up each plant with my mouth and then giving it a good shake (I had seen on the tv box thing that you have to loosen the soil around the roots, so this was what I was doing).

Finally, L & C came to see my handy work and they just stood there shaking their heads - I think they were too tired to shout at me, either that or they liked my handywork?!