Fitzroy Australia Dog Blog

Snuffling in the cool grass.

2012-02-03T22:07:00.000+11:00

*snufflesnuffle*
Are you right there Monty ?

"Ahhh, Dad, it's glorious." *snufflesnuffle*
Lovely boy.

"I'm going to have roll Dad."
Well don't exert yourself too much.

"I'm fine Dad... But I will have a scratch now if that's ok ?!"
A scratch you will have.

Si the Dogblogger

Dad. We're bored.

2012-02-02T13:41:00.000+11:00

"Dad, I'm bored. We've had brekky and there's nothing else to do."
Mmm, well maybe chew your bone.

"Dad, we don't have any bones left. Can you buy some more."
Yes, will do. Chuck bone or marrow bone ?
"Marrow bone please."

Well, we better head out to The Park instead then.

"Ahhh, this is better, Dad."

Si the Dogblogger

My father's computer

2012-01-30T12:03:00.000+11:00

"Phew Dad. It's hot ! Where are we off to ?"
Well, I have to go and fix my Dad's computer.

See ? He wants a new copy of 'Publisher'.
"That sounds like a very boring adventue, Dad."
Well, you can chase the rabbits and mices, Daisy-Mae. That will keep you busy.
"Yay. Rabbits and mices."

Si the Dogblogger

Shhh, I'm having a nap.

2012-01-28T18:36:00.002+11:00

Daisy ?! Are you OK over there ?
"Zzzzzz. Snort. Mumble."

Daisy, what's wrong ?

"Nothing, Dad ! I was having a lovely nap in the cool grass. Grrr, now you've woken me up."
Sorry about that. You go back to sleep.

"Yes Dad. Zzzzzz. Snort. Zzzzzz."

Si the Dogblogger

Happy Australia Day.

2012-01-26T17:29:00.002+11:00

It's Australia Day today. I had to work this morning but now I'm home with the kiddies.

Hello Monty.
"Hellooo Dad. It's a glorious day."

Indeed it is.
"How about an Australia Day smooch then, Dad ?"

Of course, my beautiful boy.

"Thanks Dad. Now I feel better."

Hellooo Daisy-Moo.

"Hello Dad. Can I have a smooch too ?"
Yes of course, but only because you've just been washed.

Mmmm, you still smell clean. Do try to stay that way for a day or two.
"Yes Dad."

Si the Dogblogger

Wash for the blind boy too.

2012-01-25T11:14:00.002+11:00

Come on up old man. You can have a wash too. It'll cool you down.
"But Dad, I'm old and frail. I don't need a wash."

Ooh yes you do, cos you pee everywhere and sit in it and you pong. Poor old blind boy.

"Make sure you wash my toes Dad. I like it when you play with my toes."
Yes of course Monty. I'll scrub all your bits.

Look at that water ! It's black ! I told you you needed a wash.
"Sigh, I guess I'll have to start all over again then, eh Dad ?"
Mmmmm.

Si the Dogblogger

Wash for Little Stinky.

2012-01-24T20:54:00.002+11:00

In the tub, missus. You stink.
"Dad. Noooooo."

Your hair is all matted, you fringe is a mess and you covered in dags and mud and prickles. WASH !

"But Dad, I worked so hard to be like this. You've no idea."

Lordy, I've half a mind to put you through again. You still have dreadlocks in that fringe of yours. I might have to cut them out.

"Not the fringe, Dad. Don't touch the fringe."

Si the Dogblogger

Out amongst the herbs

2012-01-23T12:55:00.001+11:00

Where are you, Monty ?! It's time for tablets and injections.

"Outside Dad. Out amongst the herbs. It's cool and pleasant here."
Lovely boy. Are you ready for breakfast then ?
"Silly question, Dad."

Si the Dogblogger

Bacony bits at The Old Knife Shop Cafe.

2012-01-20T13:01:00.001+11:00

Here you go, Daisy. Yummy bacon.
"Mmm, thanks Dad."

"Wow. That's good bacon. More please."

Yah, sure is. The Old Knife Shop Cafe sure do good bacon.

More bacony bits, madam ?
"Don't mind if I do, Dad."

Si the Dogblogger

Where's my breakfast ?

2012-01-19T11:49:00.001+11:00

"Hmm, hmm, now where's my breakfast ?"

"Usually it's right here."

"Hmm, not over here either..."

"Not here...."
"Only one thing for it then. DAD ! "

What's all that grumbling over there. Are you hungry Monty ?

Here's your tucker anyway.
"Gosh, thanks Dad. I was starving."

Si the Dogblogger

Spicy dhal to my sister.

2012-01-18T13:23:00.001+11:00

"What are we doing today, Dad ?"
Well, I found this spicy dhal that I like, so I'm sending some to my sister in Alice Springs.

"Let me see... Mmm, that looks good."
Yah, it's great with a beer or two.

"I bet that'll make her poop."

Daisy ! That's no way to talk.
"But Dad, a good poop is very important. You always say that."
True...

Si the Dogblogger

Puddles

2012-01-14T14:52:00.002+11:00

Honestly Monty, I'm going to start calling you 'Puddles' from now on.
"Why Dad ?"

Because of this little lake by the back door... again !
"Whoops, sorry Dad."

And the one in the hall too.
"Um, I couldn't find my way outside."

Never mind my poor, old boy. I'll mop it up.
"Sorry Dad. I'll try to remember."

Si the Dogblogger

Lovely sunshine.

2012-01-13T19:07:00.002+11:00

"Ahhh, this sun is lovely Dad."
Yeah, it's not bad at all.

"Mmm. It warms my old bones."
Yup. Mine too.

"Dad ?"
Yes Monty.

"I don't s'pose there's any chance of a head scratch, is there ?"
Yes of course, my beautiful boy.

Si the Dogblogger

Well enough to eat.

2012-01-12T12:50:00.002+11:00

Poor old Monty is old and sick with diabetes.

How are you feeling today, my beautiful boy ?
"Well enough to eat breakfast, Dad."

Jolly good.
Daisy, you eat too.

"But Dad, it had vegetables in it. I don't like veggies."

Fine. Don't eat. But Monty is almost finished and he will eat yours if you don't.
"Um. Yum. I think I'm hungry now."

He's moving in for the kill, Daisy. You'd better hurry up and eat.
"I'm eating, I'm eating. Shoo, Monty !"

That's better. You have to eat your veggies to be a big strong dog, Daisy-Mae.
"Yes Dad."

Si the DogBlogger.

Someone dropped a biscuit.

2012-01-09T18:52:00.002+11:00

How are you feeling today, Monty ?
"Yeah OK I guess, Dad. But anyway, stand aside. I smell a biscuit."

What ? Where ?
"There's a biscuit here I tell you !"

Well I didn't drop one, and I can't see one.
"It's here. I can sense it."

What ? From a blind, deaf old mutt that walks into walls ?
"Hush Dad. If you've nothing nice to say ..."

Si the Dogblogger

Drink at the well

2012-01-06T02:00:00.003+11:00

We're having our usual stroll in The Park, but it's a few days after New Years so we're heading for the picnic areas.

How did you go, Monty ? Find anything ?
"Oh yes Dad. A cracker covered in ants, a small chop bone and a tiny bit of cheese."
Good score.

"Me too Dad. I find a little bit of sausage and a few crumbs of cake. Yum."
Clever girl.

"We're thirsty Dad. Can we go for a drink."
Yes Daisy, we'll head to the drinking fountain.... Here we go.

"That's better. This diabetes make me very thirsty Dad."
Poor Monty.

Rightio everybody. Back in The Car and home for supper.

Si the DogBlogger.

Collecting my Mum's cabinet.

2012-01-05T02:00:00.001+11:00

"What are we doing today, Dad ?"
Hello my freshly shaved kiddies. We're off to collect my Mum's new CD cabinet from Officeworks.

"Rightio Dad. We'll come with you and keep you safe."
Thank you Daisy.

There we go. Mum's new CD tower. That will keep her happy. Now let's head to The Park for a stroll.
"Hurry up Dad 'cos I need to pee."
Yes Monty. Just hold onto it !

Si the DogBlogger.

Unfortunate victims of a haircut.

2012-01-04T13:30:00.001+11:00

Daisy, show me your haircut.
"Am I gorgeous, Dad ?"
Oh yes, very. Turn around.

"Dad, does my bum look big in this haircut ?"
Um, yes it does Daisy. Maybe we need to trim a little more fur... Or a little more fat !

Monty, show me your haircut.
"Hello Dad. I feel nice and cool now."

Yes, very handsome, apart from the shaved patches from your hospital visit.
"Yeah, I get a few breezes in odd places, Dad."

"Trouble is Dad, it's a bit itchy..." *scratch scratch scratch*

Ah well, it'll grow back.

Si the Dogblogger

Hot day haircut. Daisy's turn.

2012-01-03T16:43:00.002+11:00

It's a stinking hot day so it's a good time for a haircut for everybody.

Your turn now Daisy. Shall I trim your fringe ?
"No Dad. Just a bit of the back please."

OK, trim the back. Can do.
"Make me look like Jennifer Aniston please, Dad."

Um, sorry Daisy, but you need to pay for haircut like that. This one's free, so how about Sinead Oconnor instead ?

"Dad ! Don't joke. Just don't touch the fringe... And next time pay for my haircut."

Si the Dogblogger

Hot day haircut.

2012-01-02T15:58:00.001+11:00

It's 40 C today. Very hot indeed.
The kiddies are suffering in the heat so it's time for a haircut.

First a beer for me and set the clippers up. Quarter inch I think today. Nice and short.

Monty, you first.
"Just a little of the sideburns please Dad."
Sorry Monty, but it's the Full Monty today.

You gonna be naked soon boyo, and a lot cooler.
"Rightio Dad. Cooler sounds good."

Let's trim the tummy too.
*snort giggle* "That tickles, Dad."

And the feet and toes and cut out all the prickles, dags and burs.
"Just watch where you put those clippers, Dad."

There. You're done. Now to find Daisy.

Si the Dogblogger

Life in the old dog yet.

2011-12-26T21:18:00.002+11:00

"Hello Dad. It's a pleasant evening for a stroll."
Hello Monty. It's good to see you enjoying yourself.

"Oh yes. There's life in the old boy yet."
Pleased to hear it.

"Hmm, now how do I get down. This way ..."

"Or maybe his way ..."
Do you want me to lift you down, Monty ?

"Um, yes please Dad."

Si the Dogblogger

Breakfast of champions

2011-12-24T14:12:00.002+11:00

Montttt ! Breakfast time.
"Yes Dad."

Her we go. Insulin.
"Ohhh yeah. Jab me."

Antibiotics.
"Gimmee. Gimmee."

Heart tablets.
"Yum. These are tasty."

"What about me, Dad ?"
None for you Daisy. Except maybe a diet.

"Ouch Dad."

Si the Dogblogger

Ben Hur

2011-12-17T18:59:00.001+11:00

You OK there, Monty ?
"Yes fine thanks Dad. I was just thinking ..."

Thinking what ?
"Well, we should find a few more chariots like mine. Maybe out spikes on the wheels..."

Yessss ?
"We could re-enact that chariot scene from Ben Hur. Yee haa. Giddyup. Woo hoo. Now that would be fun."

"Dad ?"
Yes Daisy ?

"I think you better go easy on those drugs you're feeding Monty."

Si the Dogblogger

Annual Christmas Humiliation

2011-12-13T09:02:00.002+11:00

Oh it's that joyous time of the year again when we humiliate our pets with reindeer ears, tinsel and baubles.
I'm pleased to say that this year is no exception. Come here you two !

"Dad ! Not funny. Let me out."
No complaining or I'll tie you to the front door with the Christmas wreath.

"Sigh, well at least it's only once a year."
Twice, Daisy-Mae. Don't forget the Easter ears too, hahaha.

Your turn now Monty.
"Yeah, his turn to be humiliated."

"Dad. I'm very sad. I feel like you're mocking me."
Monty, it's all attention. Make the most of it.

"Dad, I'd better get a scratch and a smooch after this !"
Lovely Monty. You can have all the hugs you want.

Well, that was fun. See you all tomorrow.

Si the Dogblogger

Lovely walk in the rain.

2011-12-12T10:41:00.008+11:00

Alright there, Monty ?
"I guess so, Dad. The rain is refreshing."

My beautiful boy, you look a bit sad.
"Well I was thinking that a scratch might cheer me up, Dad."

Can do. How's this ?
*groans* "Ooh that's lovely."

And this ?
"Mmmm, very nice. I feel better now thanks Dad."

Si the Dogblogger

Roast chook and chips, hold the salad.

2011-12-11T06:16:00.002+11:00

"Hello Dad. What did you buy us for dinner ?"
"Hello Dad. Did you buy us a snack ?"

Hello you two. We have roast chook and hot chippies for dinner. And salad too of course...
"Yay, roast chook."
"Yum, hot chippies."

Well, I guess I'll be eating the salad then.

Si the Dogblogger

Softly softly.

2011-12-10T08:45:00.005+11:00

How're you doing there, Monty ?
Has that injection kicked in ?

"OK, Dad. Not too bad today."
Jolly good.

"In fact I think I'll try a roll. Maybe a slow roll, just gently..."
OK, well take it easy. Softly softly.

Si the Dogblogger.

Salad for supper.

2011-12-09T07:20:00.005+11:00

We're off to the local supermarket to grab a few things for dinner.

"What are we having for supper, Dad ?"
Oh, just salad. Lettuce and tomatoes, that's all.

"Salad ? Woe is me. I'll starve."
"Lettuce ? Tomatoes ? You're joking us Dad !"
Not joking, but I'll add some corn and tuna and cheese just for you.

"Yum, corn and tuna and cheesy-bits !"

Si the Dogblogger

Bean bag.

2011-12-08T11:09:00.005+11:00

Daisy, shove over and let Monty on the bean bag too.
"No, Dad."

What ?! Why not ?
"Because he keeps peeing everywhere, Dad."

Don't be mean. He can't help it, the poor old diabetic hound.

*snigger* "Well he's peeing on your rug."
What ?! No, Monty ! Stop peeing everywhere !

Si the Dogblogger

Don't need creamy potatoes.

2011-12-07T13:18:00.002+11:00

Look kiddies, roast chicken for dinner.

"Yum."
"Dad, go get those creamy potatoes too."
Daisy, you little round barrel, you don't need creamy potatoes.

*both looking down* "Well, where is it ?" "Dad, where's the chook ?"
It's for supper kiddies, you'll just have to wait.

Si the Dogblogger

Cooking meals for diabetic dogs.

2011-12-06T08:40:00.001+11:00

Been to the vet again today, having Monty's blood checked. His blood sugar is high, so more insulin.

I've just spent hours reading on forums on what to feed diabetic dogs.
What do ya think, Monty ? Beef, veggies and brown rice, with a bit of Worcestershire Sauce for flavor.
"Smells good Dad. Just make it a big bowl full please."

Can do, and you can lick the spoon too.
"Yum. Hey, that's not bad, Dad."
Well there's eight meals there, so you'd better like it.

Si the Dogblogger

Smelling sweeter.

2011-12-05T08:54:00.002+11:00

Poor Monty is off to the vet for the day to have his blood sugar checked.

I let Daisy and Monty out for a quick walk and a wee before heading off to the vet, to find that Daisy had rolled in something absolutely disgusting. So I hosed her down, threw them in the car and raced to the vet.

Monty is asleep in their back room, but Daisy went into their hydrobath !

You smell a lot sweeter now, my little girl.
"Yes Dad. Sorry about that."

Si the Dogblogger

Bridesmaids

2011-12-04T10:59:00.001+11:00

"What are we doing this arvo', Dad ?"
We're gonna watch Bridesmaids. That should be good for a laugh.

"Yay. That sounds like fun. Can we have chippies too ?"
Oh yes, of course. We must have chippies.

"Can we have cheesy-bits too ?"

Ooooh yes, of course. There will definitely be cheesy-bits.
"Yay."

Si the Dogblogger

Dad. We're bored.

2011-12-03T15:05:00.001+11:00

"Dad, we're bored. Can we go for a walk?"
Sorry kiddies, but I have to finish cleaning first.

"Clean what, Dad ?"
You fur, Monty's pee, all your old bones, all the grass seeds you just pulled out of your feet, someone's vomit, muddy feet, oh, and whatever it is you found and dragged in yesterday.

"Oh. OK. We'll wait then."

Si the Dogblogger

Worse than the disease.

2011-12-02T18:53:00.001+11:00

Hmm, it must be 5:30. That pose is Monty's hint that it's time to head home for supper.

Are you hungry, Monty ?
"Starving, Dad. Absolutely starving. It's 5:30, almost 6, and that's my supper time."

Poor Monty. Supper is at 11pm now, timed for your insulin injection.

*groans* "But I'll die of hunger. Honestly Dad, the cure is worse than the disease."

Si the Dogblogger

Move, fools !

2011-12-01T19:18:00.001+11:00

"One side, knaves."

"Step aside, ye scurvy dogs !"

"Move or I will squash you like a bug !"
What's all that grumbling there, Monty ?

"Oh, nothing Dad. Just feeling like a king after all my drugs and tablets."

Si the Dogblogger

Insert needle here.

2011-11-29T14:02:00.001+11:00

Poor Monty has just come down with diabetes.

This is the shaved patch on the back of his neck where we stick needles in him.
"Ouch Dad. It hurts just hearing about it !"
Sorry Monty.

"You don't look sorry Dad."
Si the DogBlogger

Show me your teeth...

2011-11-28T02:43:00.001+11:00

We do a lot of this ....

Monty, show me you eyes.
"Yes Dad." *snuffle snuffle*
I have to check for eye goop and that ingrowing eyelash.

Show me your teeth.
"Yes Dad." *snort snort*

Lovely teeth. Those bones keep your teeth nice.

Show me your ears.
"Yes Dad." *snuffle snort*
Nice clean ears.

You're such a good boy, Monty
"It's all attention Dad. I like it when you look after me."

Lovely boy.
*snuffle snuffle*

Si the DogBlogger

Lock down.

2011-11-27T06:10:00.002+11:00

Sorry you two, but we're all locked out.
"Why Dad ?"

Because you two have dirty feet, that's why, and Mum's washing the floor. It's lock out for all of us.
"Oh. But I'm hungry."
Tough luck, Daisy.

"How about now, Dad. Can we go in now ?"
No. It's only been thirty seconds, Monty.
"Oh. But I'm hungry too."
Tough luck for you as well.

Hmmm, and I'm hungry too ! Shoulda grabbed a biscuit.

Si the Dogblogger

Feeling better, thanks Dad.

2011-11-26T05:31:00.001+11:00

Hello Monty. How are you going today ?

"Hello Dad. I'm feeling much better thank you."
You can thank your Mum, 'cos she's the one sticking needles in you at the moment.

"Thanks then to Mum. But a scratch would make me feel even better, Dad."
A scratch ? Can do.

"In fact, I feel good enough to try a roll."

"Ah yes. I'm feeling pretty good indeed."
Well that's a fine thing then.

Si the DogBlogger

100 needles, just for you.

2011-11-25T05:39:00.001+11:00

Poor old Monty has just been diagnosed with diabetes.

Look Monty ! One hundred needles, just for you.
"Gosh thanks Dad, I think."

"What about me, Dad ?"
Well Daisy, I can poke you with needles too if you want.

"Oh, needles ? No thanks then."

Si the DogBlogger

Dogs with diabetes don't get treats.

2011-11-24T15:07:00.002+11:00

My poor Monty. Let me look at you. Look at all those shaved patches and holes poked in you.
"Hello Dad. Yes, but I feel a lot better now."

Are you ready for your needle then ?
"Um, no Dad. It hurts a little."

Here we go then.
"Dad ! I said no, not ready. Maybe a treat first ?"

Too late, and you've had lunch anyway, so no treats.
"Ouch and ouch. What do you mean no treats ?!"

Dogs with diabetes don't get treats.
"Now that hurts."

"What about me, Dad ?"
Well, I can stick a needle in you too Daisy-Mae, if you really feel the need for attention.
"Um, no thanks Dad."

Si the DogBlogger

Just you and me today, Daisy.

2011-11-23T15:34:00.001+11:00

It's just you and me today Daisy. Poor Monty's still in hospital.
"Yes Dad. Poor Monty."

The vet said I can collect him later tonight.
"If he's not home for supper, can I have his ?! Yum. Two suppers."
No you can not ! Don't be mean.

And don't you going falling ill either. I can't afford two sick dogs.
"Grrrrr. No chance Dad. I'm not going to any vet. The poke needles in me."

Si the DogBlogger

Visiting Monty in hospital.

2011-11-22T18:16:00.002+11:00

We're visiting Monty in hospital. Hello my poor boy.
"Hello Dad. Hello Mum."

So, diabetes eh ? How are you feeling now.
"OK I guess, Dad. I've had a good sleep and don't feel so woozy any more."

How are the staff ? The vets and the nurses ?
"Cute Dad ! I like Juliette, and Louise is lovely, and Doug talks to me."

You know I'm gonna have to inject you twice a day.

"Ouch. Really ?"

Yup. Anyway, let's do a little product placement. Hold still.
"Sigh, yes Dad."

Big thanks to all the staff at Animal Accident Emergency.

Si the DogBlogger

Poor Monty has diabetes.

2011-11-21T17:12:00.001+11:00

Here we are at Animal Accident Emergency Hospital.
Poor old Monty is off his food and drinking excessively and as I've just found out, this is because he has diabetes.

"Sorry Dad. I didn't mean too. But I really don't feel well."
My poor boy. We'll fix you up.

Back to waiting. Blood tests and urine tests, then overnight to stabilise the insulin and blood sugar. Poor Monty.

Si the DogBlogger

Days and days, maybe weeks...

2011-11-20T19:21:00.001+11:00

Monty ?! Are you OK ?
"Oh Dad, I'm starving. I don't think I've been fed for days, maybe weeks !"

Poor Monty. Well I had better make you a hot dinner then. Minced beef ?

"Oh yes please, prime cut."
Carrot ?
"Hmm, yes maybe some salad."

Will that be all, your lordship ?

"Well maybe crumble some Weetbix in there too, and a pinch of salt."
Weetbix ? Can do.
"Oh yes Dad. It makes me poop."
Yes, well there's something to look forward to.

Si the DogBlogger

Woe is me.

2011-11-10T19:37:00.002+11:00

"Bark bark."
What is it Monty ?

"Bark bark bark !"
Yes Monty ? Do you want something ?

"BARK BARK BARK BARK !!!"

What ??!!!

*staring intently at the fridge* "Dad ! Take a hint. I'm starving to death and I went a hot dinner in my bowl. Sheesh."
Well why didn't you say so then ?

Si the DogBlogger

Big rain last night. Muddy feet.

2011-11-10T13:37:00.002+11:00

We had a big, big rain last night.
Now we're down at the park playing in the water garden.

"It's lovely and cool, Dad."
I'm sure it is Monty. Just look at all that mud to play in.

"Hmmm, I think I'll take a swim."
Take care now. You're not as young as you used to be.

"Ahhh. It's lovely in."

"Hello Dad. Are you coming in too ? It's very refreshing."
No. It's bad enough having you covered in mud.

Si the DogBlogger

Big rain last night.

2011-11-09T21:25:00.001+11:00

We had a huge storm last night. There's heaps of water in the new Rain Garden at the park.

In you go, Monty.
"Um, in a minute. It looks a bit deep."

Nah, look at Daisy. It's only up to her fat tummy.
"Yes Dad, but that first step looks a bit deep."

Don't be a big sook. Jump in and cool your feet.
"I'm just being cautious. What if there's crocodiles or something ?!"

Suit yourself. Daisy's having a nice paddle anyway.

Si the DogBlogger

Shave and a haircut.

2011-11-07T15:41:00.002+11:00

It's a lovely hot day and you both stink, so it's a haircut and a wash for you both.
"Nooooo. "
"No Dad. No wash. Don't want to."

Afraid so, kiddies.
Blimey, look at that water, it's black ! Filthy beasts.

"Dad, it's in my eyes."
"Dad, I'm not very happy now."

Ah, you two almost look clean now.
"Dadddd. Now we'll have to start all over again."
"Dadddd, I've lost all my smell. That took me ages."
Poor kiddies.

Si the DogBlogger

More sausages.

2011-11-06T16:26:00.002+11:00

This is one of the benefits of taking a walk on a Sunday afternoon in the park.

Look Monty, another sausage.
"Gosh, thanks Dad. Good find."

"Yum. Sausages."

How is it ?
"Hmm, it's OK I guess. But it's a cheapo sausage, not like the nice ones you buy."

Poor Monty. Cheap sausages.
"Yes Dad. Still, down the hatch."

Si the DogBlogger

Found a sausage.

2011-11-06T16:16:00.001+11:00

"Dad ! Dad ! I found a sausage from someone's picnic."

Clever girl, Daisy.

"Yes Dad. Hmmm, now I need to go and bury it for later. Don't look, Dad. Turn around and don't peek."

Si the DogBlogger

Sleep from my eyes.

2011-11-05T10:41:00.002+11:00

*Yawn* "Rub the sleep from eyes please, Dad."
*Yawn* Yes Monty. It's a glorious morning.

*Yawn* Scratch my ears too please, Dad.
Yes Monty. Shall we go out for breakfast ?

"Oh yes, Dad. Coffee, toast, bacon. Bring it on."

Si the DogBlogger

My feet feel cold and wet.

2011-10-31T17:08:00.001+11:00

"Yay. A puddle. I think I'll have a paddle."
No! You'll get all muddy, Monty.

"Dad, my feet feel cold and wet."
That's because you're standing in a puddle, Monty.

*turns around* "Oh yes, a puddle. Yes."

"Dad, my feet feel cold and wet."
That's because you're still standing in that muddy puddle, you daft old dog.

"Hmm, oh yes, I seem to be standing in a puddle."

"Dad, my bum feels cold and wet."
Haha, you silly plonker. That's because you've just sat in that same puddle.
"Have I ? Oh, well that's probably why my bum feels all wet."

Si the DogBlogger

Sitting in Zen garden.

2011-10-30T09:41:00.002+11:00

"It's very nice here, Dad."
Yes Monty. I love this running water.

"There's lots of new smells."
Jolly good.

"I think I'll just sit and take it all in."

You do that. I'll sit and relax too.

"Ommmmm."

Si the DogBlogger

New water garden in The Park.

2011-10-29T18:23:00.002+11:00

"Dad ! Dad ! Check out all this water !"

Wow, pretty nice, eh kiddies ? It's the council's new water garden.

"This is great. Lovely fresh water to play in."
Yes, it's very peaceful with that sound of running water.

"Phooo, it's gone up my nose."
Hahaha. Monty, you're all wet.

"Let's go exploring. Come on Dad."
Rightio. Let's see what else there is.

"Dad, there's no mud."
Gosh, how disappointing.

Si the DogBlogger

Big on self-expression.

2011-10-28T15:51:00.002+11:00

"Ah, it's a lovely day to be out. I really feel the need to express myself to the world."

*peepee* "Oh yes. That should really tell them how I'm thinking."

*kick kick* I'd better spread the good news around. That's better."

*kick kick* "Oh yes, it's all coming together now, I can feel it."

"Right, what's next. Maybe over there."

Si the DogBlogger

Ants

2011-10-27T18:24:00.002+11:00

Monty ! What have you found this time ?!
"Someone's old piece of toast. Yum." *crunch crunch*

Ick. But it's covered in ants !
"Yeah. It makes it taste a bit bitter." *crunch crunch* *cough cough*

Well just don't puke it up inside later, Mr Garbage Guts.
"What, and waste it ? No chance." *cough*

Si the DogBlogger

What's for dinner, Dad ?

2011-10-26T16:18:00.004+11:00

"What's for dinner, Dad ?"
Maybe I'll roast you tonight, Daisy.

"Me ?"
Yes you. You should be good eating after all these years of snacks and treats.

"OK Dad. What else ?"
Oh, a few veggies, sweet potatoes, that sort of thing.

"Yum. Sounds grand."

You too Monty !
"What, roast me ? I'll be too old and tough. The veggies look good though..."

Don't worry, I'll throw some bacon on top. That'll make you taste just fine.
"Yum. Bacon. Let's do it then."

Si the DogBlogger

Finders keepers

2011-10-24T11:33:00.002+11:00

Monty! Show me your nose. What have you been doing?
"Ah well, Daisy buried her biscuit in the back yard, and I know where she hid it, you see."

So you stole her biscuit did you?
"Finders keepers, Dad. The quick or the dead from starvation."
Is that how it is ?!

Si the Dogblogger

Better now.

2011-10-22T15:25:00.002+11:00

How's those feet now, Monty?
"Much better thanks Dad. I can walk properly now."

Jolly good. Let's go for a walk then.
"Well, I'd rather have a snack. Can we go for a snack somewhere, seeings as how I've been a good boy and all ? A snack would be nice. "

Hmm. Maybe.

Si the Dogblogger

Dog maintenance. Monty's toes.

2011-10-22T14:54:00.002+11:00

"Hello Dad. What are we doing today?"
Hello kiddies. We have to go and trim Monty's toenails.

"Oh. As long as your not doing anything to ME."
No Daisy. You're safe for today.

Show me your toes, Monty.
"No Dad. It tickles, and I'm very delicate."

Poor Monty. Now show me your toes. Yes, they definitely need trimming.
Let's go up to Zacs.

"But Dad... I don't wanna......"

Si the Dogblogger

Still playing with the new camera app.

2011-10-17T17:34:00.003+11:00

*click*

"Dad, you're annoying me."
Tough luck Monty. Now strike a pose for me.

"Sigh, OK. Noble dog staring at horizon. How's that?"
Lovely. *click*

Smell the flower, Monty.
*Sigh*. Yes Dad."

"Me too Dad. Take a picture of me too."
Yes Daisy. *click* Lovely.

(Oh, the app is called Paper Camera.)

Si the Dogblogger

Stuffing around with camera effects.

2011-10-15T17:38:00.002+11:00

Smile, Monty.
"Dad.... Stop messing about with your camera phone."

But I've found this new camera app.
"Will it make me look younger and thinner? "

Alas no, but here's your heart tablet to make you breath easy.

"Yum. Gimme gimme."
"Will this new camera app feed me too?"

Hmm, let's see..... *click*... How about a chuck bone?
"Cool. Neat app Dad. Ya gotta love Android phones."

S'right Monty.

Si the Dogblogger

I'm driving.

2011-10-14T20:40:00.002+11:00

"Throw me the keys, Dad. It's my turn to drive."

Sure thing, Monty. But how are you going to reach the peddles?

"Easy, Dad. Jam jars on the feet. We saw in on Raiders of The Lost Ark, remember?! "
Hmm.

"Daisy, you do the gears."
"Rightio."

"Come on, Dad. Jump in."

Oh yes. Now shove on over, 'cos I'm driving.

Si the Dogblogger

A long way from my supper bowl.

2011-10-13T17:15:00.002+11:00

"Dad, I think we should head back now."
Why is that, Monty?

"Well, I feel like it's almost dinner time and I'm a long way from my supper bowl."
Is that so?

"Oh yes. It must be almost five o'clock, and I'm starving."
Poor Monty.

"Yes Dad, so let's go home before I starve to death."
Haha, yes well we wouldn't want that.

Si the Dogblogger

Lovely day.

2011-10-12T16:30:00.002+11:00

Hello Monty. What a glorious day!

"Yes Dad. It's a lovely day to be out."

*yawns* "Now the sun's making me sleepy."
That's because you're a lazy lump.

*sniff* "Now the sun's making me sneeze. "

Well don't sneeze on me like you usually do.

*garumpfff* "Phew. That's better."
Ick. Dog snot everywhere. Thanks.

Si the Dogblogger

Groundhog Day

2011-10-07T12:25:00.001+11:00

I often think I should call this blog 'Groundhog Day', after that wonderful Bill Murray film of the same name.
I do the same thing day after day.
Go to work, come home, give Snacks And Treats to these hounds, and go for Walkies.
It's time for a change !

What shall we do today kiddies ? Something different. Something new.
"We want snacks, Dad. Then we wanna go for a walk. Yay."

.... long pause from yours truly ....

Sigh. OK. Well that's that little bit of pondering over and done with.
Who wants some cheese ?
"Me !"
"Me too some cheese too please !"

Who wants some hot buttered toast ?

"Me !"
"Me too. Yum. Toast !"

See you all tomorrow for the same old thing.

Si the DogBlogger

A little bit of curry and rice for Monty.

2011-10-06T19:17:00.001+11:00

We're having Singhs curry for dinner again tonight. Chicken butter cream, rice and paratha. Yum.

There's a little curry and rice left over which always goes to Monty.
"Yum. Thanks Dad. Let me at it."

It's all yours, Monty. Enjoy.
"Mmmm. It's delicious, Dad."

Hah. That will stain your whiskers red again.
"Mmm. Nom nom nom. Lovely curry."

Si the DogBlogger

The snottiest girl ever.

2011-10-04T17:39:00.001+11:00

Daisy-Mae ! Come here !
"Yes Dad."

Look at you ! How do you come to be so snotty and covered in grass and prickles all the time ?
"Just a talent I guess Dad."

Well I have your brush in my bag, so let's attack all those knots and bits of grass. Hold still.
"Yes Dad."

"Am I gorgeous Dad ?"

Si the DogBlogger

What's that on your noggin ?

2011-10-03T14:19:00.001+11:00

Monty ! Come here. What's that on your noggin ? Is that blood ? Have you hurt yourself ?
"No. I'm fine Dad."

*sniff sniff*. Ah, it's chicken butter cream curry from last night. Ha ha ha.

That's OK then. I forgot I gave you some curry and rice.
"Mmm, yum. Can we have it again tonight please Dad ?!"

Si the DogBlogger

Not so old and blind as that.

2011-09-21T18:03:00.002+10:00

"What are you doing, Dad ?"

Hello Monty. I'm cooking my dinner.
"Oh. Oh, yes. Cooking your dinner. What exactly are you cooking Dad ?"

Oh, you know. Just veggies.
"Just veggies ? Dad, I may be old and blind and deaf and walk into walls, but I smell sausages !"

Oh, you mean these sausages ?
"Yes Dad. And I will of course need to taste them to make sure that they're OK."

Si the DogBlogger

Little Sheep and Plague Victim.

2011-09-20T10:03:00.001+10:00

Monty and Daisy have just had their first Summer haircut.

Poor Daisy always looks like a plague victim.
"Dad, that's not very nice. I think I look gorgeous."
Hmmm.

But Monty always looks handsome, like a freshly shaved sheep.
"Thank you Dad. I feel nice and cool too."

"Make sure you capture my good side."
Yes Monty.

I'm sorry Daisy but you DO look like a plague victim, with all that silly fluff on your head and your shaved body. *snort snigger*

"Dad ! Don't be mean."

Si the DogBlogger

Down by the sea. More about The Sphinx.

2011-09-19T07:30:00.001+10:00

We're down by the sea and I've made a Monty sandcastle.
Are you OK in there Monty ?
"Oh yes. Fine thanks Dad."

"Hello. You alright in there ?"
"Hello. Yes very comfy thank you."

"Here, you look like The Sphinx."
"Really ? Jolly good."

*sniff sniff* *pee pee*
"Oy, don't wee on me !"

Si the DogBlogger

Down by the sea. The Sphinx.

2011-09-18T06:50:00.001+10:00

We're down by the sea on a lovely afternoon.
Monty ! Come here and we'll make a sandcastle.

Now hold still Monty.
"Ok Dad. Uh, this wasn't what I had in mind when you said we make a sandcastle."

Just relax and look decorative. A little more sand and we're done.
"Yes Dad. I'm comfy now so I might take a nap."

"Hello Monty. You look like The Sphinx."
"Do I really. Cool."

*pee pee*

"Daisy ! Did you just wee on me ?"
"Maybe."

Si the DogBlogger

Down by the sea.

2011-09-17T19:09:00.002+10:00

We've managed to find a day off so we're down by the sea at Port Melbourne.
"It's very exciting, Dad."

Yes Daisy. You two go exploring.
"Yes Dad. We're going out here for a look."

Don't fall in Monty.

"There's lots of lovely smells, Dad."
Jolly good.

To be continued...

Si the DogBlogger

Brush time.

2011-09-14T23:41:00.001+10:00

Come here, Daisy. You're filthy and snotty and need a good brush down.
"Yes Dad. Make me beautiful again."

Sure thing. Let's get all those dags out of your fur. How's that ?
"Lovely thanks Dad."

Feeling better now ? You sure look less snotty.

"Much better thanks Dad."

Si the DogBlogger

Electricians wiring the shed.

2011-09-12T15:24:00.001+10:00

"What are you doing, Dad ?"
Hello kiddies. The electrician is here to wire up the shed.

"Oh. We'll help then. We can supervise."
Gosh, thank you.
"That bit goes there, Dad."

That's Sugar. She belongs to Julian. Hello girl.

"Hello. Can I have another biscuit please ?"
I'll see what I can find.

Si the DogBlogger

Walkies. Snacks. Vet.

2011-08-26T11:01:00.002+10:00

"Where are we off to today, Dad ?"
We're off to the vet for Monty's Pentosan injection.

First stop is Loafa Bread for a coffee and a snack. Who wants some pastry ?
"Yum. Me please."
"Me too Dad some pastry too please."

Then to the vet. Are you ready, Monty ?

"I'm ready, Dad... As long as I get a liver treat from the nurse. "

Si the DogBlogger

Need and adventure...

2011-08-25T17:45:00.001+10:00

"Dad. We need an adventure. We didn't go out at all yesterday."
Yes Daisy. Well let's jump in the car and go and buy some bread and vegetables.

"Yay. An adventure. Hoorah."

Si the DogBlogger

It's empty

2011-08-23T09:44:00.001+10:00

What's up Monty ? You look worried.
"Dad, it's empty. My bowl is empty."

Yes, that's because you've just had your supper.
"But I'm starving."
Are you really ? Poor thing. And it's such a long time until breakfast.

Si the DogBlogger

Peering through a fence

2011-08-22T11:36:00.001+10:00

We're out on our walk.
We found this fellow peering through his front gate.

Hello little fellow.
"Hello to you too."

Si the DogBlogger

Going for pancakes.

2011-08-21T12:12:00.003+10:00

Come on kiddies, we're going for pancakes.

"Yay ! Pancakes. Make mine Canadian. Bacon and maple syrup please Dad"
Yes Monty.

"Yum ! Make mine strawberries and cream please Dad."
Yes Daisy.

Si the DogBlogger

Without me ???

2011-08-19T14:36:00.001+10:00

"Dad ! Where are you going without me ?"

Out for dinner, Daisy-Mae.
"But you always take me in the car when you go out !"
Sorry, but not tonight. You can babysit old man Monty.

Si the DogBlogger

5.30 pm

2011-08-17T09:57:00.002+10:00

Come on Monty, don't stop there. We've only just started walking.
"But Dad, it's 5.30 and that means it's supper time."

*groans* Is that all you think about ?! Your stomach ?
"But Dad I'm starving, and I'm sure my supper is ready."

Monty ! I'll feed you when we get back. Now walk !
"No no no. We MUST turn back now before I collapse from hunger."

Poor Monty. No one ever feeds him.

Si the DogBlogger

Insert Moulding... (or everywhere Dad goes...)

2011-08-16T15:52:00.002+10:00

"What are we doing today Dad ?"
Oh, another big adventure of course, Daisy-Mae.

"Gosh Dad. What would that be ?"
Buying some bits of wood. It's always an adventure when you two come with me.
See ? Insert Moulding 32mm by 15mm.

*nod nod* "Yes Dad."

Thanks for coming along for the ride, kiddies.

Si the DogBlogger

...and the other ear too

2011-08-15T14:20:00.001+10:00

"Dad. My ear is itchy. Scratch please."
Yes, your lordship.

"Can you scratch my other ear too please Dad ?"

Okeydokey. How's that ?

"Now that other ear again. It's still itchy."
What did your last slave die off ? Sheesh.

"My last slave is still alive and scratching my ears. Ahh, that's so good. Maybe under my chin too please."

Just for you, because your old.

Si the DogBlogger

Not much to report.

2011-08-13T13:20:00.001+10:00

Alright then, Daisy ?
"Not much to speak of today, Dad."
Hmm ?

"Well we found a chop bone, but it had been well chewed, so we peed on it."
"And we found some possum poop so we rolled in it..."
Really ?
"...and peed on it, but that's about all, really."
Gosh, is that so ?!

Si the DogBlogger

Full moon.

2011-08-12T10:33:00.002+10:00

"Look Dad, it's a full moon. It brings out the wolf in me."
Does it really, Monty ?

"Oh yes, quite. Howling and running with the pack. Yes indeed."
Running with the pack, eh ?

Well just don't let 'The Pack' see you sitting in a pram marked 'Mothers Helper' then *snigger snigger*

"Dad ! Shhhh. Don't tell them. Promise ?"

Si the DogBlogger

Yay. Hooray.

2011-08-11T17:25:00.002+10:00

"Yay hooray. Dad's home."

"Hello Dad."
Hello Daisy-Mae.

"Dad's home. Everybody dance around. Dad's home."
Yes, very good. Let's all gear up for a walk shall we ?!

"Walkies ?"
Walkies !

Si the DogBlogger

Rolling in the wet grass.

2011-08-10T15:03:00.004+10:00

Daisy !
"What, Dad ?"

Look at you ! What have you been up to ?
"Rolling in the wet grass, of course. It's lovely and cool."
Ick. No thanks.
"No, really. You should try it. It's very refreshing.

Is there any chance that you might stay clean ? Just once ?
"Hmm, let me think. No, I don't think so, no."

Si the DogBlogger

A little nap now.

2011-08-09T16:22:00.000+10:00

"Dad, I'm exhausted. I need a rest."
Poor Monty. You've been walking for at least two minutes.

"Phew. I'm beat. I need a little nap now."
Poor old man. You rest and I'll scratch your ears.

Si the DogBlogger

Dad, I'm starving.

2011-08-08T09:56:00.002+10:00

"Dad, I'm starving."
Me too, Monty. Brekky's on the way.

"Dad, I'm hungry too."
Yes Daisy. Just wait.

See ?! Brekky. Campagnolo !

"Yum."
"Gimme some."

Si the DogBlogger

No, scratch ME !

2011-08-08T09:51:00.002+10:00

''Scratch please, Dad.''
''No, scratch me Dad.''

''Stop pushing, Monty. ''
''You stop pushing, Daisy''
Be still, both of you. I'll scratch you both.

Si the DogBlogger

Little bits of bread

2011-08-07T21:32:00.002+10:00

We're just having toasted flat bread, cheese and olives for supper.
Who wants a little bread ?

''Me please, Dad.''
Here you go, Monty.

''I want some bread too please.''

Some for you too, Daisy.

Si the DogBlogger

What'll it be ?

2011-08-05T09:07:00.001+10:00

Another day, another adventure. What'll be today, kiddies ?
''Bacon !''
''Toasted sammiches''

Well now... that's hardly an adventure, but it is a convincing argument.

Si the DogBlogger

A stroll on the first warm night.

2011-08-04T06:29:00.002+10:00

It was our first really warm day today. Winter is almost over.

Are you enjoying your evening stroll, Daisy ?

''Yes Dad. There's possums to bark at.''
Jolly good

Which way next ?
''That way !''

''Dad ! Rescue me please. I'm suck up here.''
Yes Monty. Hold on and I'll lift you down.

Si the DogBlogger

What's our adventure today, Dad ?

2011-08-03T10:56:00.001+10:00

''What are we doing today, Dad ?''
Glass for a couple of windows, kiddies.

See Monty ? Glass.
''Yes Dad.''

''Can we go to the park now, Dad ?''

Yes Daisy. We'll go for a stroll in the sun.

Si the DogBlogger

Wash and a haircut.

2011-08-02T05:43:00.002+10:00

Ick ! Just look at your face, Daisy.
''Am I gorgeous, Dad ?''

No ! You're snotty and filthy. You need a good wash and a trim. Ick.

''Dad. You'll hurt my feelings.''

Si the DogBlogger

Scratch please.

2011-08-01T14:49:00.002+10:00

''Hello Dad.''
Hello Monty.

''Scratch please, Dad.''
Yes your highness.

Si the DogBlogger