Bertie's Diary Blog

Into the Swing of Christmas!

2010-12-26T06:48:00.000-08:00

The Hard Times In Elfland by Sidney Lanier

A Story of Christmas Eve.

Strange that the termagant winds should scold

The Christmas Eve so bitterly!

But Wife, and Harry the four-year-old,

Big Charley, Nimblewits, and I,

Blithe as the wind was bitter, drew

More frontward of the mighty fire,

Where wise Newfoundland Fan foreknew

The heaven that Christian dogs desire --

Stretched o'er the rug, serene and grave,

Huge nose on heavy paws reclined,

With never a drowning boy to save,

And warmth of body and peace of mind.

Well Santa's been and I got my pressies despite Mum saying I was naughty and he wouldn't leave anything. Left a carrot for the reindeer but got hungry during the night so that went. Didn't see him though I must have dropped off. It was all so exhausting so after lunch I just crashed out in the conservatory and had a good sleep cuddling my new toy.

Got a busy day tomorrow when Aunty Rachel, Morgan and Tyler come, I think Morgan and I will have a snowball fight in the garden before tea. Will have to get Mum to take some photographs to put on my blog.

Hope everyone is enjoying Christmas and I wish you all a very happy New Year.

No Blogging, too Busy!

2010-11-15T14:13:00.000-08:00

Hi

It's ages since I have managed to find time to do some blogging. I have been to busy with this and that, what with swimming and holidays and then decorating, the time has flown over. Then Mum had problems with the site and lost all her wallpaper (blogging wallpaper, not for the walls). Luckily Carrie and Lesley got it sorted so here I am again.

I had a whale of a time decorating, it's amazing how much of the wall you can get done by using your ears.

Mum did not seem to appreciate it though, she kept chasing me away into the kitchen, I think I did leave quite a lot of my hair behind, so it was a magnolia and black haired wall by the time I had finished with it. The emulsion paint wasn't too bad but I got covered in gloss as well and I did not like the smell when Dad cleaned me up!

This was the least of my worries, at one point the whole of one side was covered in paint, even down to the tip of my tail.

We are doing the dining room now, I wonder how much chaos I can cause in there.

My swimming is coming on leaps and bounds but I much prefer to just jump in. I launch myself off the side and watch how much water jumps out! (quite a lot). That's all I like to do, have a quick swim then jump off the side again. When I finally get out Emma the lady who comes in with me always has to fill the pool up again.

Bedtime now, see you all later. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Garden Time

2010-07-17T08:56:00.000-07:00

I do like to sit in the garden and watch the world go by.

My seat is by the plum tree, sometimes I lie underneath if it is too hot, other times I try and pick the little plums that are growing on there, I do get told off for that but it's good fun. Dad say's if I eat them all he won't have enough to make some plum wine like he did last year.

I thought Mum couldn't see me here but ....... wrong again.

Hmmm....... something smells nice, could it be Dad lighting the

b-b-q, sausages.........

I don't like anybody else sitting on this seat, if Mum sit's here I jump up behind her and wriggle about and wag my tail, till she gets off and I have it all to myself again.

New Bib & Tucker!

2010-07-17T05:29:00.000-07:00

How do you like my new bib.

Mums been threatening for ages to make me one. I do make such a mess down my chest as I have been told I drool a little bit.

I even have a B for Bertie on the front.

I was concentrating on a lovely biscuit and a piece of ham in this photograph, that's why I was sitting so still.
Mind I don't know how long Mum's handiwork will last once I manage to get my teeth into it, I could potentially rip it to shreds in seconds. I had better humour her for a while and keep my teeth off it.

Hurry up, this posing is getting very boring!

The Wind Beneath My Ears!

2010-06-27T11:48:00.000-07:00

Top down, ears blowing in the wind, nice and cool and not a care in the world! Thats me, not my Mum. Mum hasn't got large flappy ears.

Mum buckles me into my new harness and then straps me into the car and we're off onto the open road, eating up the miles, it makes me feel nice and cool. Now all I need are some sunglasses.

I had to show Mum how to drive this car first though. 'Now watch the pedals and do as I do',

A Little bit of history on my breeds swimming and rescue abilities.

An unnamed Newfoundland is credited for saving Napoleon Bonaparte in 1815. During his famous escape from exile on the island of Elba, rough seas knocked Napoleon overboard. A fisherman's dog jumped into the sea, and kept Napoleon afloat until he could reach safety.
In 1832, Ann Harvey of Isle aux Morts, her father, and a Newfoundland Dog named Hairyman saved over 180 Irish immigrants from the wreck of the brig Dispatch.

In the early 1900s, a dog that is thought to have been a Newfoundland saved 92 people who were on a sinking ship in Newfoundland during a blizzard. The dog retrieved a rope thrown out into the turbulent waters by those on deck, and brought the rope to shore to people waiting on the beach. A breeches buoy was attached to the rope, and all those aboard the ship were able to get across to the shore.

In 1995, a 10-month old Newfoundland named Boo saved a deaf-mute from drowning in the Yuba River in Northern California. The man fell into the river while dredging for gold. Boo noticed the struggling man as he and his owner were walking along the river. The Newfoundland instinctively knew to dive into the river, take the drowning man by the arm, and bring him to safety. According to Janice Anderson, the Newfoundland’s breeder, Boo had received no formal training in water rescue.

I don't suppose I will ever rescue anybody, but my swimming is coming on well. I like to play fetch and I swim round and round the pool chasing the toys. I still have to wear my jacket but nobody holds onto me now. I still try to wet Mam even though she wears her swimming togs. Dad kept going out of the door I think he thought I would get him too.

Makes you tired all this swimming, I always have a snooze going home, and another when I get in, and after tea I have another one. Night night zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Cooling Off

2010-05-23T05:40:00.000-07:00

How do you like My Mum's new fashionable swimming get-up. Great eh! and all because I splashed her a tiny little bit when we went swimming!

I think I will still be able to get her wet somehow ........................

Phew hasn't it been hot, with all this hair I have been really warm so I had a lovely cooling shower on Sunday. Mum should have put her swimming togs on cos I wet her too.

Move Over Mark Spitz Bertie's Here!

2010-05-08T11:19:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone

Mark Spitz is an American retired swimmer and he won 7 gold medals in the Munich Olympic Games in 1972, so my Mum tells me, but watch this space ...........................

It's ages since I have blogged and I have been up to all sorts of exciting things.

Today I went swimming for the first time. Mum took me to the Hydrotherapy Centre at the kennels where I go for my holidays, it's a great place and you can check it out by clicking here I had to wear a special jacket but I didn't mind I stood quite still while it was fitted onto me. I had a little shower and then Mum took me up this big ramp so it was easy to get into the water. I wasn't frightened but it did take a little time to get used to it considering I have only been in water up to my knees in the past or in the bath.

First time around I was fine but I did have a little panic and I had a good old splash with my big feet and boy did I soak Mum.

This was a super splash, I even hit the ceiling with the water.

I was a little tired by the time we finished but I thought I would pose nicely for this one to make up for all the water that Mum got thrown over her. I even had another shower and a blow dry, bet Mum wished she could have had one, she had to drive all the way home with soaking wet trousers. Hee Hee.

When are we going again Mum, can't wait for next time.

2010-01-02T06:34:00.000-08:00

This is me and Mum getting into the Christmas spirit, I was pretending to be a reindeer!

I have just come back from my holidays, I spent it with friends at Butterwick Boarding Kennels
http://www.butterwickkennels.com while Mum and Dad jetted off to a warmer climate for 11 days. I think this is just a distant memory for them now due to this glorious weather we are having.

I do love the snow, it's great to go out and roll about in it. I like to grab a mouthful and throw it about then chase it and if either Mum or Dad will come outside I like snowballs thrown for me, they throw I try to catch. I don't always succeed but it is good fun.

Glorious, I will look like a Polar Bear shortly.

Only trouble is when I go back into the house I leave wet puddles all over the place. Never mind, such are the joys of a long waterproof coat. Bet Mum and Dad wish they had one!

Happy New Year to all my friends out there.

A Dog's Work is Never Done..............

2009-10-25T05:39:00.000-07:00

Phew, what a tiring day I had a couple of weeks ago. Mum and Dad decided to cut down a Willow tree is our garden and I was drafted in to help ................. well, it was my choice really, anything for a bit of fun!

When Dad cut off the branches Mum was piling them up into a big heap, so I helped. I dragged all the branches and lined them up. Every now and again I would pinch a little branch and pull it out of the pile and take it for a run around the garden.

This is me pulling the branches into a big pile. Eventually I made it into a den and climbed inside for a sit down and a rest.

I had to inspect every branch to make sure it would go onto my pile. I nibbled all the sticky out bits until they fit together properly.

My den was nice and cosy but Dad dismantled it and started to cut it up, I wasn't too happy about that so I kept taking all the cut up bits and hiding them.

It was hard work and very tiring so I had to keep having a rest and let those two have a play. Mum and Dad said I had worked hard and were very pleased with me.

Think I will just have a snooze they may have finished by the time I wake up if I am lucky.

Sweet Dreams Bertie............................ zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Birthday Boy

2009-09-08T13:36:00.001-07:00

Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to Bertie, Happy Birthday to me.

If you haven't guessed it is my birthday, well, yesterday 7th September. I am now 1 years old.

Mum made me a lovely hat (couldn't wait to rip it to shreds) with the number 1 on. I got a new collar and some delicious sausages and I had a little cake with a candle. We did not light it though, Dad thought I might go up in flames.

I couldn't wait to get stuck into my cake, hurry up Dad, take the wrapper off!

It took a lot of concentration to sit this still with that cake in front of me. Come on, hurry up and lets get onto the best bit.

Okay, I have had enough of this hat, let me get it off now! At one point it slid down my head and I looked like a Unicorn, but Mum was not quick enough with the camera to get that one.

Then I had a lovely tummy tickle off Dad but I kept sliding down the sofa onto the floor.

Oh well, that's one birthday gone, time for my walk now. I might wander round and see my friend Jake and have a play fight in the garden.

See you all soon.

Football Crazy!

2009-07-19T12:32:00.000-07:00

Hi,

Here I am again, posing for my Mum to take my picture. Quick Mum, I've got things to do!

I think I sat for two minutes, good job Mum was quick cos I was off again!

Been busy this week, perfecting my football skills. I am so quick on my feet that this photograph is slightly blurred. I think I could play for Newcastle United, I am a very good goal keeper too.

This is me dribbling my football. Nobody can take it, if they try I just run into the trees and cause another blur.

Have they gone yet?

Good, then I will sit down and keep my ball here, just in case.

Whoops, I was giving Auntie Rachel the evil eye here, she was trying to sneak up on me and get my ball. Better stick my teeth in there and keep tight hold.

Gerroff................. it's mine I tell you!

I do let go when I am told but I like to keep hold of it so I get a chase around the garden, just like I do when I drag the cushions from the sofa and take them for a run. Mum does tell me off for that, I do get them in a mess especially if the garden is wet and muddy.

Well, better get back to football practice, see you next time.

Holidays

2009-06-14T10:46:00.001-07:00

Hi, me again.

I have just come back from my holidays. We went to stay in a little cottage in Ousby, near Penrith. We had a wonderful time, and I was 'good', well, most of the time.

Every day we jumped in the car and went for a ride. One day we went to Aira Force and walked along to the waterfall. I had to sit very still when people walked past me, the path was not very wide and I think Mum was frightened I would push somebody over, it was a long drop and at one point we were really high.

There were some really strange trees, this one is a fallen trunk and lots of people have hammered money into it.

Mum liked this one, a Monkey Puzzle Tree, but I couldn't see any monkeys! Mum said it looked as though the trunk had slipped to the bottom.

This is me admiring the view.

I went for a paddle in Glenridding, the water was lovely and cold. I wanted to go in a little further but Dad was a spoil sport and wouldn't let me.

We had a game of hide and seek but I couldn't quite get the hang of it. I don't think this fern was big enough. Anyway Dad's legs gave it away.

This was my favourite sleeping place at the cottage, looks as though I had 'one too many' the night before but it was lovely and cool. It was very strange during the night, all sorts of funny noises. But by the end of the week I was defending my territory and barking fit to burst when I heard strange things during the night.

Last Sunday we went to Keswick to meet Sally, Johanna and Neil. We had a lovely morning and it was nice to make friends with Sally. We had a walk along by the Lake and we both got some admiring glances, then we all went for a nice cup of tea and Sally and I had an ice cream. It was my first but yum yum ...... it won't be my last!

Sally likes ice cream too. I don't think my tongue could have got any further down the cone.

I hope we can see Sally again, I think we could be good friends.

It was lovely on holiday but I am pleased to be back home, I took my football with me but there was nowhere to play with it. I missed running about in the garden but I have been rather naughty since I got back, pinching cushions and I chewed Dad's belt and my Mum's spare pair of glasses while they were out on Saturday. I got wrong for that.

I will have to try harder to be good, tomorrow, I will I promise ............ or maybe the next day.............. or possibly next week!

Wonder where I can persuade Mum and Dad to take me next!

My, How I've Grown

2009-06-03T12:48:00.000-07:00

Hi Bertie here again.

I was looking at some photo's of me when I was younger and came across this one of me & Auntie Rachel. Wasn't I little!

And then Mum took this one of me & Auntie Rachel again and look how much I have grown in six months I can nearly pinch her hat!

I have been busy this week watering the garden, This is me taking a rest, mind you half of the water ran out by the time I got to the plants, I accidentally chewed the side out. But it was fun trying. I am quite fond of stripping the leaves off the tree too.

I do like a cuddle but I am a bit too big to sit on Mum's knee, so I sort of leave my back feet on the floor and lean over and get a cuddle that way.

Peeping Tom

2009-04-30T11:14:00.000-07:00

Hi everybody, just dropped in to say hello again.

This is me looking through the bedroom window. If the door is closed and I need to get into the house and Mum and Dad are busy, I stand on the seat outside and peer in to see where they are. Sometimes if the window is wide open I will stick my head in and shout. Mum caught me one day when I did that and told me not to climb in case I fell ..... but I still do it!

I like a nice comfy bed to lie on and this one is very nice but ................. I am not allowed and I have to get off.

Perhaps, if I don't look at Mum she will just leave me! ............... Some hope.

I think I will have a go at crafting like Mum, just look at this delicately nibbled toilet roll, it would look lovely as a frill on a card!

How do you like my new dish. Every time I had my dish outside I went for a paddle in it, when all the water had gone I then had a game of football with it. Dad could never find it when he came to fill it up. So my clever Dad gave it a cement overcoat, only thing is I can't move it now. I expect Mum will paint it if it sits still long enough. I can still paddle in it but not play football ................ never mind, the watering can is a good play thing. Now where did I leave it.

Class Mates

2009-04-07T12:01:00.000-07:00

Hi, me again.

Well, I have just done my fourth class and I thought I would introduce you to some of my fellow class mates. This is me going through my paces with Dad.

We had to sit first and then walk around the cones to let everybody know when I was born. We then had to walk around our phone number, each cone has a number on it. We all had to try very hard not to knock one over.

This is me with Keegan, he is small but he has a big voice and likes to bark a lot.

This is Sox. Sox used to race on a big track but then he got too old and he retired. I like Sox, he doesn't bark at me. He is laid back and relaxed. When we practiced our sit and stays, Sox lay down and went to sleep for five minutes. In the right hand corner of this photo is our newest recruit Bailey, he is an Australian Labradoodle. Every time I go near him he jumps two foot in the air. I think we might have to be especially nice to him till he settles in.

This is me waiting for our next game. We can take a toy to play with to relax while we wait.

I did some very good sit & stays at this class, while Dad had to work and pick balls up and put them into a bin. Our homework for this week is to build up our stays till I can do a whole minute. I can do 30 seconds now before Mum shouts for me but I do get bored after that but we are working on it.

When we come home I am very tired, Dad sat on the floor with me and I got a nice cuddle.

Classes

2009-03-25T14:18:00.001-07:00

Hi, me again. With a quick report on my classes.

Mum and Dad say I am very good and did everything I was told and I didn't jump on anybody! There were five other pals there with their owners and we had to walk around and say 'hello' to each other and if we did this nice and calmly we all got a treat. The first week I was in the top section as I could sit and lie down on command. We learned how to walk to heel and the lady who was the trainer took me from Mum to demonstrate. She held a nice piece of smelly Stilton cheese that Mum had taken as a treat and I kept my eye on that as we walked round. I stuck to her side like glue, I could taste that cheese before I got it. We only had one problem with the cheese, it was in a plastic bag in Mum's pocket and it sort of melted, so it got a bit more smelly and crumbly before the lesson was over. We have practiced a lot at home and I am quite good at that now.

The second week Dad took me. Again I was very good, we had to walk between cones and not knock them over. I was quicker by three whole seconds. I did not do so well with a recall. They had lots of nice interesting things lying all over on the floor, I picked up a fluffy toy instead of going straight to Dad and then he ran out of the door. I thought he was leaving me and I wasn't having any of that, so I chased him. Phew, I'm glad I caught him quickly.

This is me waiting for the start of our class.

After we had finished we went to the pub for a drink.

We sat outside and relaxed and watched the world go by.

Wonder what we will do at our next class?

Boisterous Bertie

2009-03-03T13:29:00.000-08:00

Mum say's she is changing my name to Boisterous Bertie, loud, noisy, and lacking in restraint or discipline. Mum say's I fit the bill.

I have discovered I can leap onto the furniture and the bed is nice and comfy, not to sleep on but I can walk round and round on it. I am very good at bedtime, I have my biscuit and go straight to sleep. Dad's socks are nice to throw about and catch. The cushions are great to run around with but neither Mum nor Dad will chase me for them, so I get a bit bored with that one. Anything that is left on the kitchen counter is now easy game for me. A nice lump of pork was very tasty when I pinched it off there but I had a poorly tummy for a few days afterwards, might give that a miss next time. All in all I think I am driving them mad at the moment.

But I did get a new ball the other day, which is very nice and chewy my teeth sort of bounce off it.

I was very good when I went for my long walk on Sunday. Most of the time I was off my leader. I did run after someone once but I came straight back when shouted. We saw lots of people on bicycles and I just ignore them now. But I would like some of the other dogs I meet to play with me but they just sniff and walk past.

Mum has booked me into training classes next week, so I should meet plenty of other puppies while I am there. Bet I can sit on some of them and squish them just like I do with my friend Jake. Mum say's I have to be good and do as I am told and when we get home we will have to practice too. I am going to learn how to sit (can already do that), down and stay (again I can do that one when I want to). Recall (not so good at that one), and to meet and greet without jumping (will have to practice that one a lot).

Hmmmm .............................. sounds like hard work to me!

A History Lesson

2009-01-26T12:28:00.000-08:00

Near this spot

Are deposited the remains of one

Who possessed Beauty

Without Vanity,

Strength without Insolence,

Courage without Ferocity,

And all the Virtues of Man

Without his Vices.

Epitaph to a Dog - A poem by Lord Byron, written about Boatswain, his beloved Newfoundland, who died at Newstead Abbey, November 18th, 1808.

Ancient people dubbed my breed as 'the hero dog' because of its renowned and selfless feats of bravery. (I doubt I will ever perform heroic feats but it is nice to think my forebears did).

Did you know, my ancestors go back to the Vikings, apparently a black 'bear dog' named Oolam served as a trusty mate beside its master, Norse explorer Leif Erikson. Another is said to have rescued the 'Little General' from drowning. Even Napoleon's arch enemy Lord Nelson kept a Newf beside him in battle.

In 1802 another American Newfoundland named Scannon gained a place in history by accompanying the explorers Lewis and Clark on their Northwest expedition. According to reports, Scannon was kidnapped by a group of Indians, who apparently had planned to have him on their lunch menu. Ugh, but Lewis and Clark were so incensed about losing their teammate that they sent out a search party to bring him back. When faced with such a show of force, Scannon's captors put their lunch menu on hold and handed him back.

We got our breed name from a man called George Cartwright, a native Newfoundlander who gave the name of his Island to his pet dog. Five years later we nearly died out, we were in serious danger of extinction after a government proclamation limited the ownership of the giant dogs to one per household - all others were slated to be destroyed or exported but because of our great strength and as we were proving to be so useful to our masters, pulling heavy loads, hauling in fishing nets and wood from the forest, even powering the blacksmiths bellows and looking after the children, most people ignored the ruling. Phew, I am so glad they did, otherwise I would not be here.

Unlike my ancestors, I have not rescued anybody yet, but it is early days, you never know what could happen. I prefer to spend my leisure time watching TV. Did you see Ice Age the other week, hee hee, It was brill!

Mum says I am getting to be a handsome chappie, now which is my best side do you think?

I must remember to ask Mum to thank Bill at Graphicus for the rubber box that she brought home. Mum drew round my bowls and Dad cut them out and it is the perfect height for me to eat my tea. A perfect high riser till I grow a bit taller.

Time for bed zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Bertie's Gardening Tips

2009-01-08T13:09:00.001-08:00

Hi

I'm back again with some gardening tips this week.

Don't let your Clematis grow too much, make sure you chew it back quite severely and above all pull out the roots. That way you can be sure it will not grow and you will never have to do the job again.

If you are required to put boxes in the attic, make sure you give the impression that you can only put your front paws on the third step, that way you won't be expected to get up there and help.

This is me pruning the Clematis, I also dug a hole (but try not to get caught doing this or you may be in trouble) and inspected the conifers.

Dad suggested putting my toy box in the attic, I managed to run away with it but I got a bit excited and chewed it up! Phew! it seems a long way up there.

I made a bit of a mess with it!

Oh well, Mam, can you bring me a new box home from Graphicus! for my toys.

So this is Christmas!

2008-12-26T13:53:00.000-08:00

Why is Christmas only once a year?

I have had a lovely time, lots of presents and loads of people coming to see me.

It did not take me long to get my present open, hmmm, it's blue, what can it be, better pull another bit of paper off.

What's blue with orange ropey legs?

Oooh, a lovely chewy bone, I will make short work of that one and I got a big bag of choccy drops for when I am very good.

It's a hippo with huge feet and hands, just nice to get hold of and fling about. Best of all he squeaks, great, I can make a lot of noise with this. Now, what should I do first have a chew at my bone or squeak his tummy.

Whoops, Mum had to stitch his tummy up when I had a tug-of-war with Auntie Karen. Better not play that with hippo.

Whens lunch, I can smell the Christmas dinner cooking. Hmmm.......pork and turkey, my favourites.

Busy Week

2008-12-15T10:55:00.000-08:00

Hi, it's me again.

What a week I have had. Mum keeps putting me through my paces, 'sit', 'down', 'fetch', every day, although I do get some nice treats when I do as I am told, but I have developed a taste for the rug in the conservatory, it really does taste nice and sort of unravels when I get my teeth into it. Mum is sporting a new plaster where I caught her hand when we were playing fetch. I didn't mean to do it, it just sort of happened, I was aiming for my ball.

We went for a lovely walk on Sunday and I met lots of people and other dogs, these wheelie things kept coming past me, I think they were bikes, that's what Mum called them and I would have liked to chase them but I was made to sit and watch as they went past. Everybody we passed stopped to give me a stroke and called me a teddy bear! I am still not keen on the car, even if I have treats but I think I will probably get to like it after a while.

I visited the vet on Friday evening, just to get registered and a little check up. The vet said I was a nice happy bouncy puppy and he sat me on a table, (bet he won't be able to do that in a few months time). He looked in my ears and mouth, and then listened to my heart and said I was very good. I got weighted and I was 14.6 kilos, and then I got a horrible needle in my neck and I cried. The vet said it was a microchip just in case I ever get lost, so I can be sent straight back home. Mum took plenty of little treats for me while I was there so it was not too bad.

On Tuesday night I had a bath, I did smell a little bit after being in the garden and rolling in something not too nice. It was nice and warm and I tried to drink it. I whipped the towel away as soon as I was lifted out and had a good shake all over the bathroom floor. Mum sat me on a towel and dried me with the hairdryer, and when I was half dry I had a run around and came back to be finished off. I looked like a huge fur ball when I was finished.

I did put on my most pitiful face to see if I could get out of it!

I had a slight accident with one of my toys, it was a nice plaited rope with two squeaky toys on either end, but I got a bit excited and sort of shredded it, so now all I have is one of the squeaky things from the end, never mind I can still make plenty of noise with it, I can squeak it with my teeth all the time now. Mum threw the rest in the bin.

This is me giving my carrot the evil eye before I pounced on it and ate it.

I do wish Mum would put that camera down sometimes, maybe if I sneak up and get it, Oh! drat, caught in the act, will have to try again later.

Hmmm..................... might just have a sleep now, see you all later zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Growing Fast

2008-12-07T10:11:00.000-08:00

13 weeks today, and I am growing fast.

I can now take a standing jump onto the sofa, but I do get wrong for that and I can reach things I could not before. My favourite thing is to pinch Dad's slipper and run away with it. I know Dad will chase me for it. I do let him have it back, eventually!

We go for nice walks now and I have a run around without my leader, but I don't stray too far from Mum and Dad and I always go back when told. My treats are always in Dad's pocket and if I am good I know I will get one.

We went out in the car today but I am still a little unsure of that. I have to sit in the back but if I sit up straight I can look out of the window. We got stuck in the car park and Dad tried to push us out while Mum drove but we just skidded, then a nice man came and helped and we were able to drive home. I had a long sleep when I got in.

I have learnt to sit and wait when I am told and Mum is now learning me to lie down, I will also give a paw when asked. After all, if I am good I always get a lovely treat. My favourite treats are carrots, cucumber and cheese.

11 weeks today

2008-11-23T12:33:00.001-08:00

When I got up this morning we had all funny cold white stuff all over the garden. I like to run around in it and eat it, it melts on your tongue.

After lunch we went for a little walk to the top of the street, I met Natalie who lives over the road, she came out to say hello. I like going for walks. It was all wet and I splashed my feet as I walked. When we got home I was very tired, so I had a nice nap.

My Mum says I have been very good this weekend, I have gone into the garden every time for you know what, but I still had a couple of accidents when I have been playing and I did not get to the door in time! but I am trying hard. Last night I did not wake Mum and Dad up once, I went to bed at 11.30 pm and woke up at 7 am, and no accidents.

Auntie Rachel

2008-11-16T03:42:00.000-08:00

Spent the morning playing with my toys and then ........... Mum and Dad left me for 30 minutes to go for my food. I didn't like that, I had a little cry and a little bark and when they didn't come back I thought I would have a look around the kitchen ................ opps! I've knocked the bin over. Can't get into it though so I had better leave it alone. Now whats in the other room, hmm, just my toys on the floor. It is soooooo boring on your own. That sofa looks nice and comfortable, but I am not supposed to get on there. Mum and Dad always tell me no .......... well, I will try it for a little while, they will never know!

Oops! I got caught sprawled out relaxing, it beats the hearth but I don't think I had better do it again.

Mum says's Auntie Rachel is coming to see me later, I wonder if she will play with me.

We had a good game of tug of war and then we played ball and then I fell asleep.

My Mum went to work on Monday morning so me and Dad had our jobs to do. Dad hoovered and I arranged some newspapers on the floor, just in case I had a little accident. Then Dad had to pick up the papers I had shredded. We went into the garage but Dad said it was too dangerous for me so he put me in the house. I spilt my water on the kitchen floor, I like to put my paw into the dish and stir it up a little bit while I have a drink but I seem to get it all over and then Dad had to wipe it up in case I slipped, then I played in the garden with the leaves again.

When Mum came in I got very excited but I got a big cuddle and a little treat.

Come on Dad I've been in a dirty garden, move over and let me in!

Hi, I'm Bertie

2008-11-16T03:14:00.000-08:00

Hi

My name is Bertie, I am a Newfoundland puppy and I was 10 weeks old yesterday.

Yesterday was an exciting day. I was up early, had my breakfast and visited the vet for my second injection and then in the afternoon my new 'Mum' and 'Dad' came to collect me. The car ride was a little strange and I thought I was never going to get home, a little accident happened but my new Dad was very understanding.

Wow, I had lots of new places to sniff out and explore, a lovely big garden with lots of leaves to play with. Lots of toys and cuddles on demand. I found a nice ball in the garden, Daddy said it belonged to Osker, but he wouldn't mind if I played with it.

So far my favourite sleeping place is the hearth but I think I will grow out of that one!

I don't like being on my own and bedtime was a little trying for all of us. But eventually I settled down and I dreamt I was chasing all the leaves in the garden zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.