Boxing Day.

"Wake up Dad. It's Boxing Day, and I know there are leftovers in the fridge. How about a snack ?"
*Yawn* OK Mr Darcy. Give me a minute and we'll go see what's in the fridge.

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Lazy bones

*Thump*
"Wake up, Dad ! You've been sleeping in for hours."
Groan, good morning Mr D. Go easy, I've been on late shifts.

"Time for a walk, Dad. I need a poop."
Sigh, OK, and I need a coffee. Let's go then.

Now that looks a bit better.

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Half way up the stairs.

I always know when Darcy is tired. I'll find him half way up the stairs, waiting to be told to go to bed.

Good night Mr D. You go up. I'm watching a film.
"Yes Dad. I'm sleepy now. I'll tuck myself in. Kiss me on the nose later, otherwise I'll have bad dreams."
Sure thing.

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Need a walk rather urgently please

"Dadddddd ..."

Yes Mr Darcy, what can I do for you ?
"Dad, I need a walk now please."

Oh, oh do you really ?
"Rather urgently please Dad."
OK, we we had better go then. Maybe to the coffee shop would be good.
"And quickly !"

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New bed for Mr Darcy

Daisy, get out. That's Mr Darcy's new bed.
"It's lovely and new and fluffy, Dad."

Yes, but it's for Mr Darcy. You have two beds already.
"Yes Dad, and that fat lump sleeps in my beds too, you know."

Yes well, you two can sort it out then. Just don't tear it up too soon, OK ?!
"As if ..."

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What do you two want for snacks ?

You two wait there. I'm just going in to buy some coffee.
"Snacks Dad ! We need snacks."

Really ? Snacks ?
"Oh yes, Dad."

Anything in particular ?
"Bones please."
Maybe. Anything else ?

"Sausages ? Would that be too much to ask ?"
Maybe, maybe not. I'll have a look

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New carpet on the stairs.

What do you think kiddies ? We're putting new carpet on the stairs.
"It looks good, Dad."

Yes, and it will stop your claws from scratching my stairs too !
"Thhhhpt, if you say so Dad. Good luck with that."

"It's very nice Dad. I like it."
Yes ? Good.

"Yes Dad. It makes it easier for little legs to climb the stairs."
Poor Daisy-Mae.

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Let me take a selfie...

This is about the last stage of our renovation... a  new bed.

Come here Darcy, let's take a selfie on the new bed.
"Yes Dad."

Smile Mr Darcy...
"Cheese."

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Waiting while Dad buys coffee...

You two wait there, I have to buy coffee.
"Yes Dad. Don't be too long."

Good kiddies. I'll only be a minute.

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Wash and injection day today.

Today is the day for Daisy's arthritis jab, so off to the Fitzroy Vet we go.

Needle is done, so it's into the hydro-bath for stinky mutts.
"Is this really necessary, Dad ?"
Oh yes. You stink.

Look at that. Beautiful and clean.

Daisy's fringe is back to its usual glory.

Dad loves you more when you're clean, Mr Darcy.
"Really, oh well then... I guess it was worth it."

Lovely girl.

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Can I pee on it ?

What do you think of the new pavers, Mr Darcy ?
"They look good Dad, but am I allowed to pee on them ?"
Yes I guess so, that's all there is out here now.

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New carpet - and keep out of the way !

We have just about finished our renovation. One last job is to put some carpet on the stairs.

Keep out of the way, you two. Stop walking on Sam's carpet.
"But Dad, you can't do it without us helping."

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A new back yard.

We have just about finished our renovation. Our last job is to pave the back yard.

What do you reckon, Mr Darcy ?
"Well it looks good Dad, as long as I'm allowed to pee out there."
Ah, well, we will see about that.

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I can smell it on the wind...

*sniff sniff* "Can you smell that, Dad ?"
What can you smell, Daisy ?
"Bacon ! I can smell it on the wind."

"I can smell it too, Dad."
Really, Mr Darcy ? Hmmmm.

"That way Dad. Over there."
Well now, that direction leads to 'Breakfast Thieves', so I guess we had better go check it out !

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Walk and a coffee

Ah, it's a lovely sunny day - cold but sunny. I need a coffee.

"What are we having for breakfast, Dad ?"
We ? We are having a roast chicken sandwich... and a coffee.
"Oh I say, chicken ? Jolly good."

"Dad, I want toast please."
Yes of course Mr Darcy.

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A trip to Port Melbourne Beach for a bit of exercise and a paddle. Part three.

We're having a lovely stroll at Port Melbourne Beach.

Come on Daisy. Let's go under the Port Melbourne Yacht Club.
"Sure thing, Dad. Me first. I'll check it out."

"All clear, Dad. Come on in."

"But watch your head. It might be a bit low for you."
Yes, shall do.

... and out the other side. Hello Mr Darcy.
"Dad ! Come and chase seagulls with me, Dad !"

Sure thing.
"Dad, I'm having such fun !"
Jolly good.

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A trip to Port Melbourne Beach for a bit of exercise and a paddle. Part two.

It's lovely here at Port Melbourne Beach.
Darcy is having a think about going in.

Go on in, Darcy. Don't be a coward.
"It's a bit scary Dad. I'm not sure what all this water is."

It's called The Sea. Look at those two. They're not scared.
"OK, I'll risk it."
Good boy. Brave hound.
"Wow, it's a bit cold."

"OK, that will do. Time to chase seagulls."

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A trip to Port Melbourne Beach for a bit of exercise and a paddle. Part one.

It's sunny now, but forecast for rain this afternoon. Quick, let's head to the beach so I don't have to vacuum the house.

Daisy is in first.

How's the water, Daisy ?
"Oooh, a little chilly but not bad."

"La la la. Lovely little paddle."

"Brrr, it's cold now. That will do."

"It's lovely in, Dad. Thanks for bringing us here."
Jolly good Daisy-Mae, no problemo.

"In fact I think I'll go back in. La la la."

""Hmm, I wonder if there's any fishes to chase."

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