"Monty, come here, there's something stinky to roll in."
"OK Daisy, coming. Shove over. My turn."
"Ahhh. Something stinky to roll in."
*shake shake shake*
"No where did Daisy go ?!"
"Monty ! Over here ! I've found something stinky to roll in."
"Coming. Save me some."
What are you two doing there ?
How did your bed get there ?
"Dad, Mum put us here while you clean. She told us not to move !"
Ah. OK. Yes, you two stay there while I vacuum up your dog hair.
Maybe I will take you for a walk after that.
"Walk ? Now ?"
Hah ! No way. In about three hours maybe. Go back to sleep.
*Sighs* "OK, we'll wait here while you clean, Dad."
*Groans* I am still out on this slow, slow walk with Monty.
Jerk. Ouch. Once again Monty is at the end of his long lead.
"But Dad, I though I saw something."
*Groans* Hurry up Monty, we're almost home.
"But Dad, I though I saw a cat, or something..."
"Yeah, see, there's definitely something over there..."
Monty ! Quick, or there's no curry for dinner !
Yes, from Singhs, so hurry up.
Sigh, I'm still out on this walk with Monty.
Slow, slow, slow.
Daisy has found a hole in a fence that is worthy of a sniff.
"Ooooh. What's in here ?!"
Monty sticks his nose in, of course.
Daisy wanders off, but Monty is not going to move in a hurry.
"Ooooh. I wonder what's in here."
Monty stands there for so long that Daisy comes back to see what's going on.
"Monty hurry up. I want my dinner."
Yeah Monty, hurry up. I want my dinner too.
I'm still out on this walk with Monty.
Some of these walks seem to go forever !
Once again Monty is at the end of his lead, jerking my arm from it's socket.
"But Dad, my joints are sore."
"And my legs ache."
"Oooh this smells interesting."
Ow, my shoulder ! Hurry up.
Monty ! Hurry up !
Monty is fourteen years old now, and he's a bit slow.
"Am not !"
I keep Monty and Daisy on their retractable leads when we're on the busy streets.
Monty takes two paces, then stops, jerking my arm out of its socket.
"Dad, not fair, I was just having a sniff !"
Two more paces, and he's at the end of his lead again.
"But Dad, I need a wee."
Monty, that's two drops !
"Dad. Take my picture please. OK, Daisy-Mae. Smile. "Hello everyone" "Dad, Monty's been getting too much coverage recently ! I though I had better stick my head in to boost my ratings." No problem Daisy. Today's post is all yours.
"Daddddd. We're hungry. It's time for a Hot Dinner in My Bowl."
Sigh, I'm a slave to your stomachs. Vegies ?
"Yes please. Carrots, if they're sweet. Make sure you taste it first."
A bit of mince maybe ?
"Yes please, Dad. Can I have a sniff first ?"
Anything else ?
"Well a bit of fat off the ham, on top, just for flavor ?"
OK, you can have a little of the fat off the ham, just for flavor.
Let me heat that up a bit in the microwave. Two minutes or three?
"Two minutes please Dad."
Anything else ?
"Well, a little cheese on top, just for our bones, you see ?"
OK, just a little. All you get is cheap cheddar.
Does that suit Your Highness ?
"Yum. Yes thanks Dad."
And you Daisy-Mae ?
"Yum yum. Thanks Dad."
It's a lovely morning and we are off to Clockwork Cafe for brekky.
We've walked up the hill at a slow stroll and are ready for toast and coffee.
"And bacon too, for us of course..."
Yes you two, bacon for you.
Wait here while I order.
Monty ! Wake up ! Your breakfast is ready.
"Mmmm. Bacon for me ? Yum."
Daisy, do you want some bacon too?
"Let me sniff it first."
Daisy, you're too fussy. Just eat it !
"OK Dad, just for you. Bacon ! Yum !"
...and toast and coffee for me. Yum.
Monty races ahead, knowing that their will be bacon.
Daisy sniffs the wind... "Are we there yet Dad ?"
As usual, they dawdle along.
Hurry up you two !
You'll miss out on bacon if you don't hurry up !
"Miss out on bacon ?! Just get out of my way."
Come on you two. I'm on late shift, let's go for brekky.
"Yay. Can we have bacon ?"
Yes of course you can have bacon.
"Hooray. Let's do a little bacon dance."
"Me too doing a bacon dance too. Hooray."
That's enough you two, let's put your outfits on.
We've found a new cafe. We like new cafes. This one is called Belljar, on 656 Smith St in Collingwood, near where it rolls around into Queens Parade. Here's the menu of the day (photo courtesy Fitzroyalty site.) There's the lovely little courtyard out the back. I had to carry Monty and Daisy through the cafe - and they're not getting any lighter ! You two wait there while I check out the menu and order a coffee. "OK Dad. Don't forget to order bacon for us." Sorry kiddies, they only have a small open kitchen, and don't cook bacon here. '*Sighs* It's a cruel world Dad. No bacon for poor starving doggies." Poor Monty. Poor Daisy.