Can You Trust Humans?

I've been asking and asking to do my blog for ages but Mum just says that it can't be done. I have loads of things to say too. Anyway, I've just managed to log on so she lied!

My Dad had one of those Birthday thingies last week. He was sixty which seems really old to me but Auntie Shona didn't seem to care too much and turned up as a surprise. There she is with neice Michelle and her boyfriend, Eddie. Dad's brother, Alan and his wife Karen turned up too. I was a bit miffed that I had to be taken home early and missed most of the party but happen it was just as well because Dad didn't look very well when he staggered home! Who is Celtic?

Mum has a photo of all of his presents and says that she will blog it soon.

Burglars

Mum and I often sit out on the balcony late at night just to watch the world go by. Nothing much really happens but it's nice and peaceful and I like it.

Something strange happened earlier though. I saw a man on the wall opposite and barked and barked. Mum reckoned he was on his way in and not out as he jumped down and ran off. She says that I'm a hero! Clever me.

We've locked up and closed the shutters so we are well safe. Dad isn't well and Mum still has the sniffles so we are off to bed. Night night xx

I really missed my Mum last week and searched and searched for her around our house. Dad did explain that she would come home at some point but I didn't really believe him. She turned up in the middle of the night and brought me loads of presents. I would have had more but my cousin, Shadow, pinched one and wouldn't give it back.

Poor Mum isn't very well now because she caught a cold so we are off to bed to have a snuggle. I'm so happy!

Wet

The oldies seem to have some sort of water fixation this week. Just because I didn't fancy the sea the other day they went and threw me in the bath this morning!

Smelly shampoo and a good brushing............my street cred is in tatters and to top it all, my ASBO has run out!

I know I'm a gun dog and should be specialising in collecting water fowl but I really hate being wet. I heard Mum and young Gareth earlier, discussing putting some gel on my fringe..............absolutely no way!

It's Cool!

I've had such a busy day. Dad took me as far as the sea this morning but I still don't like it. There was a pool thingy with some wriggly things in that looked quite interesting but I didn't dare put my feet in. Mum says that I'm a real mardy.

Now that the weather has changed a little I'm allowed out at tea-time to share Mum and Dad's walk about. We went to the Church Square and I ran around with Charlotte and little Lottie. I was also introduced to a lady who looked after me when I was first born. I don't remember her because I was a tiny baby but I did overhear that no-one seems to know where my birth parents are. I do hope that Oscar and Libby are as happy as I am.

I'm well wrecked now and had to be wakened up for my ten o'clock walk. Back to bed for me.............night night x

Cockies

Mum said that Auntie Shona emailed yesterday to ask why I hadn't been blogging of late. It isn't my fault as they hog the computer all day and I can't get a look in!

Dad took me for my usual walk tonight. We always go just before the ten o'clock news and I wait patiently by the door until my lead turns up. Someone had left a drain cover up and loads of cockies were running about. I chased a couple and pawed them but I drew the line at catching them in my mouth. Horrid nasty things which are almost as bad as cats!

Mum went off to see Sue today. She hasn't been too well and Mum is popping in to keep her company. I cried because I want her to myself. Dad says that she's leaving me for a whole week soon to go to England on a plane. What will I do without her...............please stay home, Mum.

Naughty Dog

I know they never leave me for long and I struggle with the hot pavements but I get so bored on my own. I've been trying to get out this week by scratching the walls and although I tried to look innocent, a pile of white plaster gave me away. No 'Good Girl' biscuits for me.

At least I managed to stop Mum taking a photo. How embarrassing would that be?