Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Stroll and a roll

It's a lovely evening so we are going for a sunset stroll.
''It's a lovely night for a roll, Dad.''
Groan, just don't roll in anything stinky please.
''I think you're missing the main concept here, Dad.''
Si the Dogblogger.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Flowers for who ?

''Hello Dad, what's this ?''
Hello Monty. Flowers for you ?
"I don't think so Dad."

''Hello Dad, what's that ?''
Flowers for you, Daisy-Mae.

''Haha, don't joke. Give them to Mum or she'll be jealous of me. I'm not silly.''

Too right. I'll give them to Laura then. She'll pull your ears if I give them to you !

Si the Dogblogger

Friday, November 26, 2010

Another beetle.

''Dad ! Dad ! I found another beetle !''
Yes, very exciting Daisy.

What else have you been doing ? Show me your nose !

Ick, I just cleaned your face five minutes ago.

Si the Dogblogger

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Dying for even half a sausage

Poor Monty. Poor Daisy.
We have walked past the Bowls Club in the park, and they have been cooking sausages on the barbecue.

"Daisy, help me get their attention, and try to look hungry."
"Bark, bark, bark."

"There's someone coming this way.... oh no, they've gone straight past."

"I'll guess I'll just starve to death here, without sausages, or snacks, or chop bones ..."

*grumble grumble* "Nobody loves me, nobody feeds me."
Poor Monty. Come home and I will make you a hot dinner.

Si the DogBlogger.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Still waiting for sausages

We are in Edinburgh Gardens in Fitzroy and Monty and Daisy can smell sausages cooking at the Bowls Club.
Poor Monty is dying for a sausage.

"Dad, this paper smells like sausages !"



"Almost got it... almost got it..."



"Sigh, nothing, just empty paper."
Poor Monty.



"Well, I'm waiting here until I get a sausage."

Poor, poor Monty. If you collapse from starvation, I'll carry you home.

Si the DogBlogger.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Sausages in there

It's coming on for Summer, and we are in the Edinburgh Gardens in Fitzroy on a glorious sunny day.

"Dad ! I can smell sausages in there."

So can I Monty. They must be having a barbecue in the bowls club.

"Hey ! You there ! Throw half a sausage through the fence for a starving dog !"
Monty, stop your barking !
"I think they're all deaf, Dad."

"Well, I'm sitting here until I get a sausage and I'm not moving until I do !"

Righto Monty. You just wait there.
Maybe someone will take pity in a poor starving dog.
To be continued ...

Si the DogBlogger.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Big adventures in the jungle. Edinburgh Gardens in Fitzroy

Hey ho, it's another day of adventures at The Edinburgh Gardens in Fitzroy.
Mind you, it's a long long, slow walk to get there.

Come on Monty. Hurry up old man.
"I'm coming Dad, just don't rush me."

"I'm going to play in The Jungle."
No worries Monty.

"Last time I was in here, I ran into Arnie Schwarzenegger and Chuck Norris."

OK, well give them my regards if you see them again today.
"Hah, no chance Dad. Chuck Norris my be tough, but I'm tougher ! I eat Chuck Norris for breakfast !"

Si the DogBlogger.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Let's go for a drive.

Come on kiddies, let's go for a drive somewhere.
''Yay. I want an adventure.''
''Harumph, as long as it's not to the vet.''

Yes, Daisy. No, Monty.
We'll go up to the park near the cafes on Queens Parade.

''Cafes ? Yum, can we buy snacks, Dad ?!''
Maybe. Let's go and see.

Si the Dogblogger

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Can I drive ?

''Dad !! Can I drive ?!''
Sure thing Daisy-Mae. I'll sit and be driven around by you for a change.
''No worries Dad. Throw me the keys !''
Catch.
Si the Dogblogger

Friday, November 19, 2010

Helping you garden.

''I'm helping you garden, Dad !''
Haha yes, I can tell by your filthy nose. Thank you, Daisy Mae.
Si the Dogblogger

Thursday, November 18, 2010

That look

''What ? What ? You have that look on your face again, Dad.''
Monty ! I've just cleaned up all that garden !
''Yes thank you, Dad. It's much nicer to dig in now.''
Sigh.
Si the Dogblogger

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Hair

Hmm, now that you two have had a haircut, I'm hoping you won't leave so much hair in my car !
''Haha, as if. Dreams are free, Dad.''
''I like your optimism, Dad.''
Si the Dogblogger

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Greeting Dad

Hello kiddies. I'm home.
''Yay. Dad's home.''
Hello Daisy. Mmm, you're all clean and soft after your haircut.
''Scratch my head Dad.''
Hello Monty. Mmm, you're all clean and soft too.
''Scratch please Dad.''

Si the Dogblogger.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Daisy, you next.

Monty and Daisy have both just had a wash.
Now it's time for a summer haircut.

Daisy, your turn.
"Maybe a little off the fringe please, Dad."

Let's take all this off too.

"Make me look beautiful please, Dad."
No problemo, Daisy.

Si the DogBlogger.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Monty, you first.

It's wash and a haircut for Monty and Daisy today.
They've both just been in the tub.

Monty, you first for a haircut.
"Yes please Dad. I'm a bit hot."

Look at all that !
That's a lot less Monty hair to spread around the house.

"Thanks Dad. I feel cool now."

Si the DogBlogger.

Friday, November 12, 2010

'Little Stinky' too

In the tub, little stinky girl.
''Dadddddd, don't wanna.''


Little stinky girls go in the tub ! Then I'll trim your fringe.
"But Dad, I like being stinky..."

Si the Dogblogger

Shave and a haircut.

Wash day, today. Then a summer haircut.
''Not happy, Dad.''
Didn't think you would be, Monty, but you stink.
''Dad, it's called 'aroma'.''
Si the Dogblogger

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Late at night

I've been neglecting you poor kiddies.
Let's go for an evening stroll.

''The grass is cool on my belly, Dad.''
Jolly good, Daisy.
''Scratch my head please, Dad.''
No problemo, Monty.
It's a lovely evening.

Si the Dogblogger

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Mess

''That's a big mess you're making there, Dad.''
Yes. It's been a lot of work.
''Yes I know, Dad. I HAVE been supervising, after all.''
Yes thank you Monty.
''Now out of my way, I have to dig up your new garden again.''
Si the Dogblogger

Monday, November 8, 2010

Warm sun, cool dirt.

''Ah, that sun is lovely.''
''It's been at least ten minutes since I've had a nap. It must be time for a quick snooze.''
*zzzzzz snore snort zzzzz*
Si the Dogblogger

Sunday, November 7, 2010

dig dig dig

''Dad ! You filled in my hole. It took my ages to dig that hole in your new garden.''
*grumble grumble*


''I'll guess I'll just have to dig it up again.'' *dig dig dig*
Si the Dogblogger

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Billie in her chair

There's Billie. Hello lass.


''Hello yourself.''
Enjoying the day ?

''Oh yes. Lovely thanks. Hello Daisy.''

''Hello Billie. Alright then ?''
''Fine thanks.''

Si the Dogblogger