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Easter Getaway

Been to visit the in-laws over the Easter Bank Holiday which was a 3 hour car trip there and back. I can’t understand why Ellie goes mental when Mum blows on her face, seeing as though she sticks her head out of the car window when Mum is driving at 60 mph. There was a dog in the house next door who looked exactly like me…I did stop for a brief chat but he seemed to have trouble understanding my Welsh accent!!

There was a huge field at the back of the house we stayed in…man it was the biggest field I have ever seen (and that’s saying something seeing as though I am from Wales – no sheep though!) Mum took Ellie and I for several walks in it and I even got to play with my ball. There was a small incident when Mum used a strange plastic ball launcher which shot my ball half way across the field. As any Border Collie owner knows, when we keep our eye on the ball…we really keep our eye on the ball. Mum whacked the launcher and I took off after it…mind focused and legs in motion. I must have ball tunnel vision, because I swear there was nothing between me and my ball when I started running….until I ran head first into a Yorkshire Terrier. He looked like he’d been shot out of his very own launcher as he shot off in the same direction as my ball (for a while I was unsure which one to chase – but I thought Mum wouldn’t be impressed if I brought a small dog back in my mouth!)

All in all it was a pretty nice trip and much better than going to that damn kennels. If we’ve been stuck in a run next to a dog with wind once, we’ve been stuck a million times. And they seem to think that because Ellie & I live together, that we want to share a bed…

Mum’s been working very hard with the photo’s she’s taken of Ellie and I.

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Easter Happy Jay xxx

How To Keep Your Person Happy

I have noticed during my years of living with Mum that there are numerous things that can land a pooch in the so called ‘dog house’. I can only assume that these ‘things’ are not specific to my living arrangements and most probably apply to all dogs and their owners. I have therefore made myself an ‘Unbucket List’ (things I will NOT do before I die)……I am going to go on a Doggy to do List Detox and try to refrain from doing as many of these things as possible. Mainly becuase I love my Mum and do not like to see her eyes flashing red and the vein in her temple doing an Irish Jig.
1.I will stop wiping my mouth across the sofa throw after having eaten my chicken in jelly dinner – it is not a doggy napkin
2.I will not take Mum’s underwear off the washing line and parade them around the garden like a 4th of July banner
3.I will stop sitting on Ellie’s head so that I get more attention than she does
4.I will not play tug of war with Mum’s trousers – especially when she is sitting on the toilet with them around her ankles
5.I will not stick my head out of the car window incase I accidentally put my foot on the button and get my head stuck – again
6.I will not come in from the garden after doing my business and wipe my butt across the carpet – especially when we have company
7.I will stop being nosy and barking every time someone knocks on our neighbours front door
8.The postman is not trying to steal our belongings when he pokes his hand through the letterbox – I must stop trying to rip off his limbs
9.I must not stand up to attention and growl after being in a deep sleep when it is dark and Mum is home alone
10.I must not drink out of the toilet bowl (or I will at least check it has been flushed first)
11.I must head to the garden if I’m going to be sick, instead of walking around the house and depositing piles of puke on clean bits of carpet
12.I must not sniff Ellie’s poo after she’s done it if my front legs are not securely positioned

There are probably a lot more I should add to this list…but we’ll see how I go on over the next few days………

Unbucketed Jay xxx

Can You Spell Cat-astrophic

I really dislike next doors cat! It’s not that I’m anti-cat or anything; the ginger one who lives across the road seems to be okay. At least he has the decency to hide under cars and pretend I’m dominant when he see me coming. But our neighbours cat is just plain rude; he sits on top of MY fence with his ‘oh so skinny, I can walk on a 2 inch fence’ type feet and watches me when I’m trying to poop!

He refuses point blank to acknowledge my superiority as a canine and looks at me like I’ve just rolled in something nasty. Do you know how difficult it is to poop when Mr Twinkles is hissing manically above you? Maybe he’s trying to get me to spread the word around the village that he’s tough (trying to rid himself of the cat-complex a name like Mr Twinkles would give you !!)

Furthermore, I see him out of the window most evenings after Mum comes home from work, sitting on the bonet of our car (stretching his legs). I usually shout through the window at him, but Mum always stops me; saying he is just getting warm after the cars been running. Why doesn’t he get warm on his own blinking car?

Mr Twinkles tried to make friends with my Mum a few weeks back…..probably just to annoy me; how is it that cats get away with murder (quite literally)? Mum opened the front door to take me for a walk and there was Mr Twinkles sitting on our car after having deposited a headless mouse on our doorstep. Dirty bugger!

I get in trouble for bringing in mud from the garden and saving it for a snack later, but Mr Twinkles is ‘cute’ when he dumps decapitated dead animals on my doorstep. I bet his Mum wouldn’t think it was cute if I decapitated him and deposited him at her front door !!!!

Cat Envy Jay xxx