All Done!

My next appointment at the clinic is in December, 2008!

The vet decided that it would be better for me to sit on Mum's lap whilst I had my chip fitted today. I was soooooo good! I didn't even flinch when she gave me the rabies jab. She calls me her 'chicatita' and gave me a sweetie afterwards.

I think that I'm going to miss her.

Will I Sleep?

Mum says that I have five minutes before she sends me off to my bed. I'm sorry if this post is a bit rushed but she's standing over me. Grrrr.........I really hate being watched!

It's a clinic day tomorrow which means a rabies jab and a microchip. Even Dad says that it has to be done but he won't be there nor suffer the pain!

I have been promised a run around in the Church Square after though. Mum found a red ball earlier in the week that used to belong to Top. I feel really proud to call it mine as I know how much she loved him. How good would it have been if we could have chased it together.

Playtime

Christmas!!

I don't like it. The oldies have been on about it for days. Turkey this and turkey that. I never saw one and I'm a hunting dog!

Then they ditched me!

I've been here all day on my own without a cracker in sight and then they turn up giggling.

No wonder that I look so sad.

Skinflint!

Mum gave Dad a list to take to the supermarket this afternoon for some last minute things we needed for Christmas. He had a bit of a moan when he saw Quality Street on there but Mum says that it isn't Christmas without a tin on the coffee table.

She did whisper to me that he would probably come back and say that they didn't have any but to our surprise he bought a tin!

Do they really make them that small?

Nasty Man

I was sitting quite nicely next to Mum's feet today when this chap turned up. It seems that he was an authority on the training of Cocker Spaniels. (I'm one of them!) My ears pricked up but I didn't much like what I heard.

He said that if I didn't stay when told, Mum had to pick me up by the scruff of the neck and shake me! It appears that all gun dogs need this type of training. Thankfully, the only guns that I see are carried by the Guardia Civil and rabbits don't pass by every day.

Mum bore with it until he'd gone and then gave me a big hug. I knew she didn't like him!

My Mess!

Mum is having a real bad time with floor tiles and my fur. She sweeps and then when she mops this is what happens. Where does it hide?

I know it isn't nice for her but what can I do about it when I'm moulting?

Do you think that if I have a quiet word in Dad's ear that he'll buy her a hoover for Christmas!

One of These Days...........

..........I will be able to report that I've been a really good girl. Not today though!

Dad went off to work this morning whilst Mum was still asleep. I did try to wake her but she wasn't having it. I had some breakfast and a drink of water and then played with my toys for a little while. What next?

Then I remembered that wire I had so much fun with last week. Even though Joe gave me some doggy advice, I still chewed my way through it. Three pieces this time! Clever me!

Mum was more cross with Dad than with me as he should have secured it properly. Poor him, when she's angry look out!

My Fan Club

When Mum and I go for our morning walk we always see these three ladies sunning themselves on their terrace. It's one of the highlights of my day as they think I'm beautiful and all I need to do is sit and smile. Little do they know that I run riot again as soon as I get around the corner!

Things are hotting up as far as training is concerned because I only have a month left to complete MY LIST. Mum says that it is going really well and it's just the jumping up at people and the lead pulling bit that need attention. Happen I'll get a prize or one of Tully's stars.

Oh Dear!

I don't think I'll be forgiven so easily this time. Mum went out with Caron the other afternoon leaving me home alone. I so hate sitting around waiting for her to come back. There was a wire thingy that looked interesting and it didn't take me long to pull it away from the wall. It looked so much better in two pieces. Very satisfactory.

How was I to know that it had something to do with telephones and the Internet? Thankfully, Dad came home today and fixed it. Sheesh.

I Have Ages Yet

I've had such a brilliant time at home with Mum. All I have to do is pull on my lead and she is in such a strop. Running riot isn't in it..........such fun. She does give me the odd smack but do I care?

I was a little taken aback when she said that she would tell Dad, but that won't worry me as he won't be back for ages. Anyway, he'll be so pleased to see me that he won't care what I've done. Well, I don't think he will. Oh, dear, happen I best behave just in case.

No Dad

He went and left us. Mum says that he has gone to England and won't be back for ages, but that is a bit beyond me. I've found one of his socks and I won't let go.........Mum thinks that is really gross!

I helped to do the washing today and hid one of her slippers amongst the pile. She looks really funny with one clean one and a very mucky one. Now that I've taught her how to do it happen she'll have a matching pair tomorrow.

My Prescription

I'm sick again! Dad noticed a lump on my side earlier today and whisked me off to the clinic. It appears that it isn't anything to worry about and is just a reaction to all the drugs I've had recently.

Mum had to go to the chemists.........yes, the human one, to get my prescription filled. More tablets to take because of the tablets I had a couple of weeks ago. Very strange!

A lady ran after us whilst we were out walking this afternoon. It appears that my brother, Taco, lives with her and she has invited me around for tea. I can't wait and Mum says that she will take her camera. Lucky me!

Clever Mum

Mum took me down to the church square this afternoon and treated me to a new ball. It only cost a euro thank goodness as I popped it within minutes but it was just as good then!

Charlotte came to stay this morning but went off to a birthday party later. Little Lottie didn't get invited though and stayed to play with me.

Uncle Dave borrowed Mum's camera and did a video of us chasing my ball and Mum was clever enough to include it in my blog. Isn't it good?

Dad says that I can have a proper football tomorrow..............Blackburn Rovers or Accy Stanley.........what will I choose?

Wow.....Look at Me!

Playtime

Mum and I collected Charlotte from the nursery this afternoon and spent some time in the park.

She talked me into having a go on the slide......

I think I liked it and maybe I could try the swings next time!

Busy Blogging

I had a really lovely day. I helped Mum to do the cleaning this morning
...well I think I did!

She isn't too happy now that I can jump onto the bed and got a little cross when I pulled the sheet the wrong way. I thought it was funny!

We went for a walk this afternoon and got caught in the rain. I've never been out in it before.......well weird.

Mum took a pic of me doing my blog. At least she got my good side this time.

Back to the Clinic.......Again!

I finished the last of my tablets yesterday and Mum took me to see the vet this morning. It's horrid being carried in when all the other dogs are on their feet.........I wish! She took my temperature, very degrading, and then said I was in perfect health. Such a result! She also said that I was really good today. Noting the knowing looks, I reckon they blame my Dad for my normal histrionics.

Now for the really good news. I'm allowed out again! It was so good to see my friends today and Charlotte gave me one of her teddies to celebrate.

I'm sleepy now so it's off to bed with Dad........night night.

Shake a Paw

Mum had to give me my tablet today as Dad went off to work. Being really bored, I decided to have some fun with her. I sat in the kitchen watching whilst she 'hid' it in a biscuit....no, don't fancy that......try again. Bossy boots picked me up and tried throwing it down my neck. I wasn't having that either and followed her back to the kitchen wondering what would happen next.

She found some left-over mackerel and wrapped it around the tablet. The fish was lovely, but the tablet ended up on the floor again! I started to feel a little bit guilty by this stage and even though I knew the tablet was hidden in the next bit of mackerel........I ate it.

Dad wouldn't believe a word of it and as I did 'shake a paw' tonight, he thinks that I'm the best dog in the world!

Scary Me

Guess where I had to go today? Back to that flippin' clinic. They promised me that after all I've been through and taking tablets for four days that I would be 'A1 ok' today. Not a chance. The vet reckons I'm too hot and gave me another four days of tablets.

I want to go out so much that I'm even looking forward to seeing my lead!

To make matters worse, Mum got a parcel today. I did try to help open it but she wasn't having any of it. Now all I get is 'sit and smile' along with loads of mutterings about black dogs and light!

Evil Returns!

The oldies decided that I was well enough to be left at home alone today and cleared off out for a couple of hours. I'm sure that they went to our usual places and I was in a bit of a strop over it. A big sulk and a couple of sad doggy howls went unheeded.

What next? Destruction. Did I have fun!!

Mum's book ripped to bits, an ornament knocked off Mum's bedside table, piddles and poos everywhere and I savaged a slipper!

I got away with it! Mum was cross but Dad gave me loads of cuddles. He falls for my sad, spaniel eyes every time.

Now, what can I do tomorrow?

I'm a Size Zero!

Most models would envy my new look. Skinny or what?!

I had another bad day, yesterday, with more injections which were really awful. None today and a clean bill of health............just some pills to take for another few days, just in case. Cool!

The vet and my Mum have grounded me though, until I start to put a little weight on. I've been scoffing, but I refuse to go past a size eight. Parents just don't understand street cred.

Such Pain

Dad took me to the clinic again today because I had to have three more injections into my back. I'm not a wimp and tried hard not to cry out but the pain was unbearable. I screamed and piddled all at the same time.

Poor Dad. He said that he'd never seen anything like it before and hopes he never does again.

At least I got to come back home. Mum is nagging because I'm so thin and won't eat. I just don't fancy anything and I'm a little worried about tomorrow's visit to the clinic.

Back to sleep, I think.

I'm Home

I'm more than a little shaky and have a needle stuck in my front paw but it is so nice to get out of that clinic.

All I need now is lots of sleep and my Dad!

Poor Clio

Clio is in the clinic after contracting the Parvo Virus.

The Vet says that she is no better and no worse but tonight will be crucial.

Please think of her xx

Am I Sick?

I'm not sure and neither is Mum. She seems to think that I've picked up something horrid off the pavement again. She has no faith in me.

Having slept for most of the day and eaten nothing, I'm beginning to sense a little unrest amongst the oldies. Even spoon-fed Weetabix and milk, doesn't seem to have any attraction and I really miss biting folk!

I'll try another nap on Dad's knee and see how things are tomorrow. Night Night xxx

At Home With Dad

Mum went off somewhere this afternoon and left me alone with Dad. He is so boring!

I played with my toys and had a race around the apartment whilst he sat reading his book. He needs to get a life. I did manage to rouse him a little when I had a go at the bin. Having retrieved one lamb chop bone this morning, I chose my moment and got another! Well done me! He couldn't even catch me.

It's much more fun with Mum as we play games...............don't leave me again.

Self Harm

Mum keeps telling me off for biting my feet as it's called self harming. I reckon that she's a little cross because she can't reach hers!

Apart from that, I've had such a fun day. Charlotte came to stay for the morning because her Mum and Dad were at work. We played lots of games and then went out for a walk. It's good being a puppy, well, for most of the time!

I've had a few points added to MY LIST. Sitting is well good, seven out of ten, staying, not so good, about four, five for not pulling on my lead, eight for bringing my ball back but only two for dropping it. Mum says that Tully gets stars. Where are mine?

Beds and Bones

The oldies have been muttering about something for a day or two but I couldn't quite get the gist of it. I haven't managed to get the ear-wigging down to a fine art yet but I'm working on it!

I ended up with a new bed and I really hate it. What do I need that for when I can curl up next to Dad's feet? It's just like a posh Naughty Spot. I'm sure that I'm going to growl over this!

They did buy me a new bone to cheer me up but as I tried to bite Dad when he took it away from me, it was confiscated.

Tonight's mission is to find my bone and avoid the bed. Easy peasy!

My Brother, Monty

We've been chatting on a local Tenerife Forum during the last day or two. I'm a little disappointed in him really, as he seems to be such a good guy!

He doesn't need a lead, sits by the roadside and waits, never gets in the way and appears to know everything on the LIST!! Is he a total creep or does he know something that I don't?

Thankfully, Mum doesn't seem too impressed and says that she'd rather have me! Brothers.....who'd have 'em?!!

Playtime

Mum and Dad had to go out this afternoon and so I got to spend some time with Auntie Maz, Uncle Bernard and DEEFER!!

I love running around with him but he can be a wimp at times. Typical male!! I lure him out onto the terrace and then guard the doorway. He's too scared to come back in. Who's the Rottweiler around here then? Mum asked if I'd been good when she came to collect me. Auntie Maz lied!

Would you believe that I had yet another mishap tonight? Dad is always complaining that I 'get under his feet', especially in the kitchen. I was only trying to help but ended up with hot fat all over my back. Wow, did that hurt. I was thrown under the shower within seconds and I feel fine now. Thanks Dad x

I'm beginning to wonder if I'll ever reach adulthood.

My List

It really isn't going well and I don't think that education is 'my thing'. I don't want to learn and I reckon being a rebel is the best way to go!

That being my plan for today, I made life well difficult at home. As I'm tall enough to reach the coffee table now I can pinch things and hide them away under the sofa. So funny to watch the oldies searching for them! The rubbish bin is another good one and if I'm quick I get stuff to eat out of it. Much nicer than boring biscuits. A poo and a piddle in the lounge added to my wickedness!

I didn't expect Mum to get so cross. Three smacks on my bum, how undignified is that?! I'm a little chastened and have decided to rethink my strategy. Happen the cute face will work tomorrow!

Three Lives Lost

I know I'm stupid but things that I find out on the street really interest me. Mum tries her best but I'm sneaky enough to pick up the odd thing or two.

Tissues and chewing gum are my favourites but after Dad had to cut a little of the latter out of my fur, I reckon I might give up on that one.

I found a little piece of wood yesterday. A toothpick, or so I'm told. It got stuck in my throat and I really panicked. Dad and Uncle Dave tried to remove it but, by this time I was really nasty and bit them both. Mum was fairly calm and managed to retrieve it without losing all of her fingers!

After two close calls with motor vehicles and a near death experience with a toothpick, happen I best learn to behave!

My Poorly Eye

I expect you thought I was joking with the cock-eyed Cocker bit, but as you can see, my left eye isn't quite the ticket.

It doesn't bother me and I reckon it makes me look cute!

Brownie Points

'Clio, sit'. If I had a euro for everytime I've heard that! In fact, I tend to sit when I hear either word. I did overhear Mum saying how proud she was earlier and I'm sure to have earned a few points by now. The staying bit is far too boring though.

I've decided to humour them by doing my poos and piddles outside but, although I can retrieve my ball, nothing says that I have to give it back!

I had some lovely fun earlier this evening in the Church Square. Charlotte and I ran around and around for ages. Lots of other dogs to play with too.

Dad says that if I'm really good we can all go and play out on Saturday morning. No lead and Charlotte can come as well. Cool!!

A Nasty New Lead

I'd much rather not have one of these lead thingies as it's cool to run around on my own. For some reason, Mum and Dad insist on one. Up until today, I've managed to hide away, under the table at the bar,and chew them to bits. The oldies don't seem to notice when they are having a beer or two and chatting to their mates. I've been clever enough to demolish two so far!

Dad disappeared for a little while, this afternoon, on the pretext of going to the freezer shop. He was really evil and brought back a metal one. No chance of me getting my teeth through that. Don't you just hate parents..........they spoil all your fun!

I'm sort of finding my voice at the moment and have had the odd bark or two, but I spotted a man that I really didn't like earlier and learned how to growl. Mum is insisting that I do 'sit and stay' but growling is so much better.

I'm Being Trained

It is all so confusing as all I seem to hear is the word 'NO'. Why can't I bite fingers and toes but it's ok to chew on a bone? Why do I hear 'bad girl' when I piddle in the lounge but get a 'good girl' when I do it outside? I wish someone would tell me the reason for sitting at the kerb edge, just to get up again to cross the road.

This is my list of things to learn before I'm six months old......(yeah right!!):

To walk on the lead without pulling.

To sit and stay.

To come when called.

To go into bed when asked.

To be quiet when asked.

To keep my feet on the ground and not jump up on other people.

To retrieve my ball

It all seems a bit harsh but there are good sides to life. I met my mate, Deefer, this evening during my walk with Mum and Dad. We had a five-minute rough and tumble. For a Rottweiler, he's not a bad lad!

Happy Puppy

Hello World.

I'm Clio and I live with Mum and Dad in Tenerife, Spain.

I was born on the 8th of July, 2007, my birth parents were Oscar and Libby. It was pretty horrid being the only girl amongst six brothers and so I moved homes when I was about six weeks old. To be honest, I was the lucky one as they all ended up in the pet shop!

Mum says that I'm evil but she loves me really.