Afternoon stroll - then racing home for supper

We're off for an evening stroll in the Darling Gardens.
This is always a bit tricky when it's close to Daisy's supper time.

"La la la. What a lovely evening."

*rumblerumble* "Hmmm, I'm hungry now. That was my belly. Are you ready for dinner Darcy ?"
"Always, race you to the car."

"Come on Dad. Hurry ! We're hungry now."
Not much choice then is there, Daisy-Mae ?

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Drink at the well. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill

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.

More sausages. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill.

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."
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Found a sausage. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill,

"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."
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Big on self-expression.

"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."
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A stroll on the first warm night. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill

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.

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Day two of Monty's new chariot. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill

This is day two of testing out Monty's new chariot.
Alright there, Monty ?
"Yes Dad. Let's go."

"Dad. Time for me to walk again."
Righto.

"Dad. Time for another ride please."
OK, in you go.

"Beep beep. Out of the way everybody."

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Monty on his new wheels ! Darling Gardens Clifton Hill

My mother runs an Op Shop. She rang me up to say she'd found an old pram for Monty.
Check it out. This is our test run.

What do you think, Monty ?
"Um. Not sure, Dad."

"Watch out Daisy or I'll run you over."
"Can I have a go too ?"

"No. This is my chariot. Get your own."

Come on you two. We'll go for a test drive.
"Righto Dad."
"Give me a push then, Dad ! Yeehaa."

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Big furry lump. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill

"Dad. Look at this big fluffy thing."
Yes Monty. It's big. It's fluffy.

"Whoa, look at this big fluffy lump, Dad."
Yes Daisy. That's a big fluffy lump alright.

"Do you think I'll grow up to be that big ?"
Only if you eat your veggies, Daisy.
"Veggies ?!"
Yes, veggies !

"Well then, I'll think I'll stay petite then."
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Hunting beetles. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill

Hmm hmm hmm. I'm hunting beetles. *scratch scratch scratch*

You watch out, Daisy-Mae.
Last time you found one it bit your nose.

*sniggersnigger*
And that's enough sniggering from you, Monty. I've heard you squeal when an ant bit your toes.
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Still nothing. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill

What are you two up to ?
"Nothing, Dad."

What are you doing now, kiddies ?
"Still nothing, Dad."

"Should we be doing something, Dad ?"
Yes ! You're meant to be running around exercising ! Lazy lumps.
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Autumn sun. Darling Gardens Clifton Hill

"Ah, that sun is nice."

Soak it up while you can, Monty. Winter is on the way.

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Zoom in. Zoom out.

Hello Daisy.
"Hello Dad, are you having fun playing with your new phone ?"

Yes Daisy-Mae. See ?!
Zoom in. *click*

Zoom out. *click*

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Dad. You're annoying me.

*click*
"Dad. You're annoying me."
But Monty, I have to play with my new phone camera.

*click*
"Dad. You're still annoying me."

Yeah, well. Tough luck.

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Monty. Strike a pose.

Woo hoo. A new phone to play with, so a new camera to annoy the doggies.

Monty. Strike a pose.
*click*

Oh, good timing.
"Don't blame me, Dad."
Sigh, let my grab a poop bag.

Si the Dogblogger

Sometimes I sits and thinks

"Sometimes I sits and thinks, but sometimes I just sits."


"Ahhh, a little sun on my face."

Lovely Monty.

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Dad. We're bored.

''Hurry up Dad. We're bored, we've been inside all day, and it's time for a walk !''
Righto. Let me find my boots.

''I need to sniff.''

''I need to roll !''

''Ah. That's better.''
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The usual.

I'm home kiddies. Where shall we go ?
''The usual places, Dad. I want to roll in the grass.''
''Same as yesterday, Dad. I need to sniff the breezes.''
Righto then. The usual. Coming up.

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Feeling guilty.

I'm feeling very guilty.
Laura and I have had a day off today, and we've been to the beach without the kiddies.
Every dog on a string has made me feel terribly guilty.

We've raced home to make sure Monty hasn't died of starvation, which he indicates could happen at any time soon.... and I've taken the kiddies up to Big Square Park for an evening stroll.

It's a lovely evening for a walk and a sniff.

Si the Dogblogger