Ahoy thar me hearties!

This old salty sea dog be off t' find some ships t' plunder
 













Ayeterday was International Talk Like A Pirate Day and shiver me timbers it was thigh slappin'.

L & C got in t' pirate spirt and I helped them t' find buried treaaye in t' garden. 

They be threatenin' me with a costume for next year...I must admit t' parrot looks tasty!  

Diggin' for buried treaaye

I met Erik!!

I heard a knock on the door and then when I was allowed into the living room I was delighted to meet L & C's friends R & L and then.....I spotted a dog...a big dog....a dog even bigger than me...it was their dog Erik! He is a great dane cross.

I bolted straight over to him and did my 'hello dance' which goes something like this....run up into their face, give it a lick, bounce around them, run back to the humans and jump up at them, run back to the dog and jump around and dance around some more.

Erik looked quite bemused and had a wander around (with me dancing around him), then he explored my toy box. I thought this would be a good time to see if he wanted to give me a 'piggy back' so I hopped on, but I don't think it was for him. He then lay down calmly on the floor.

I thought I know what will get him up and playing, it's called the pool table dash and it goes like this....you run around and around the pool table as many times as you can (here is where my excellent corning and avoidance skills were honed) until you can't do it anymore. I must have done it about 20 times. All the humans looked a bit bemused, but if this didn't get Erik up playing nothing would....sadly it didn't work...this time.

Though as soon as L said 'walkies' Erik shot up and out we all went for a walk on the South Downs. To be honest I had worn myself out dashing so I just trotted along, sniffing the odd rabbit hole.

Then we headed to the pub and apart from a few barks at a labrador I was pretty good. Though not well enough behaved to be allowed inside the pub when it got chilly outside. I honestly would not try and help myself to someone's roast dinner, promise!



It was then time for Erik to head back to London. I really do hope I get to see him soon. I'll definately teach him the dash next time.

New Forest holiday snaps

We have just been on a woof-tastic holiday in the New Forest. We stayed in a thing called a 'caravan'. It was brilliant because I could stand on the sofa, put my front feet on the bay windowsill and stick my head right out the window and check out what was occuring.

Literally just around the corner from the 'caravan' was access to a forest which was brilliant. I made sure I got L & C up early every day so we could go there.

The first night in the 'caravan' was interesting. It started to rain and it sounded really loud on the roof and then every so often there was a banging noise. I was going to bark to get L & C's attention just in case they hadn't heard it, but I overheard them say it was acorns falling off the tree above. I'm not sure about this 'caravan'.....

I did make one successful escape attempt from the 'caravan' on the last day. I was lying around looking sleepy which lulled L & C into a false sense of security that they could leave the 'caravan' door open while they packed the car. WRONG! I made a run for it and got a few rows away before L corned me on a veranda, boo!

Here are sone photos of my adventures:

Guarding the 'caravan'


The forest

Lulworth Cove, swimming time!

I love doing the 'pebble shuffle'

Lunch at a pub in Lulworth Cove (everytime I barked I was fed another piece of bread roll, brilliant!)

The view at Durdle Door (dunno where the flip flop came from?!)

"Throw it again!" ball chasing at Durlston Castle

The gorgeous Hengistbury Head

"Am I sandy enough yet?"

"I'm having a brilliant time!"

A windy visit to Bournemouth (in front of the huge Pimms deckchair. I wasn't allowed any nearer)

Admiring Ben Ainslie's 'unofficial' gold post box in Lymington high street

Another pub, Lymington this time (yawn). They had a seperate vegetarian menu (a rare sight according to L)

Walk overlooking Hurst Castle

Posing at Keyhaven (near Milford-on-sea). Just after this I tried to have a nibble on some fish tied to a boat, but C stopped me just in time (I like to keep them on their toes)

The collapse (no I wasn't allowed on the part of the sofa without the cover on it, whoops!)

Paralympics and a weekend of swimming

I got back yesterday from staying with Tara and C's parents for the weekend. While I was there L & C went to see athletics at the Paralympics and said they had a brilliant time. They made me look through loads of photos (yawn), but here are the best ones.

On arrival


Go Team GB!


View from their seats - apparently the cauldron was kicking out some heat and they put some jacket spuds in to cook!


Thousands of people all cheering and waving flags makes a lot of noise


The stadium all lit up


Anyway, back to me. So I went to stay and J & L took us swimming at Calshot a couple of times which was paw-tastic! Just look at us go:

Tara (left) and me (right)


Tara is lots of fun and she loves to play, but she does pester me a lot and races me to the water bowl and the humans. I think once she realises she has her paws firmly under the table at J's house she will chillax a bit more.

Relaxing with J