Day seven with Winnie

Here we are at the park on day seven with Winnie, our new rescue mutt.
She's such a good girl and she loves attention.

"Hello Dad."

Lovely girl, come her and I'll scratch your belly.

Si

Dad's gorgeous boy.

Hello Mr Darcy, who's my gorgeous boy ?

"Me, Dad."

Lovely boy. Let me give you a scratch.

 Si the DogBlogger.

Lovely roll in the grass. Edinburgh Gardens Fitzroy.

Ahhh, there's a cool breeze blowing on this hot day.

Let's take a stroll in the park, kiddies .

"It's glorious Dad. I'm gonna have a roll."



Knock yourself out Daisy.
"La la la."



"Scratch my tum ."
"Hum  hum hummm. "



"Let's all sing a lovely rolling song.
Join in in the chorus, Dad."



The chorus being? Maybe 'wash my bum? '. At least it rhymes, sort of...

Si the Dogblogger.

Scratch now.

"Can you scratch my ears please Dad ?"
Sure thing Monty. We'll do the two ear tickle.

"Oooh, oooh, it's good. Now the right ear."
This one ?
"Oooh, lovely. Yes ! Yes !"

"Now scratch my back please."
Yes Your Lordship.

"Mmm, now my belly."
Anything else ?

"Maybe tickle my toes for me ? Would that be too much to ask ?"
I'll see what I can organise.
Si the Dogblogger

Lovely walk in the rain.

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

...and the other ear too

"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

No, scratch ME !

''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

Scratch please.

''Hello Dad.''
Hello Monty.

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

Si the DogBlogger

Scratch in the ear please.

''Dad, my ear's itchy. Scratch please.''
Sigh, yes your Lordship... *scratchscratch*

Will there be anything else ?
''No, that's fine thanks Dad.''
Si the Dogblogger

...and a scratch for you

Lovely Daisy. Here's a scratch for you too.

"Thanks Dad. That feels good."

Si the DogBlogger.

Scratch for you...

Hello Monty. Lovely boy. Here's a scratch on the head.

"Mmmm, that's good. Thanks Dad."

Si the DogBlogger.

Scratch my noggin

"Scratch my noggin please Dad."

No problem, Daisy.

"Oooh, there is good."

"Scratch inside that ear too please. Oooh yeah."


Si the DogBlogger.

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.

Scratch me instead, Dad

"Scratch my back please, Dad."
OK, Monty.

"Scratch me too please, Dad."
OK, Daisy

"No. Scratch me instead, Dad."

"No ! Me !"

"Maybe you could scratch us both at once, Dad."

Maybe I can.
But then I have to go back to my sanding, and you two can supervise again.

Si the DogBlogger.

I need attention

''Hello Dad. Can I have another scratch please ?''
Sure thing,Monty, my lovely boy.
Are you warm enough ? It's a cold day.
''Yea thanks, Dad. I have my jammies on.''
Very good.
Si the Dogblogger

I'll need my pyjamas

Let's go for a walk Monty.
''OK Dad, but it's still Winter so I'll need my jammies, oh, and a scratch too please.''
Sure thing, my lovely boy.
Si the Dogblogger

Scratch please

Another day and another lovely day in the park.
Hello Monty.
"Hello Dad. Any chance of a scratch then ?"

Sure thing Monty.

"Ahhh. That's the spot. Thanks Dad."
Lovely boy.

Si the DogBlogger.

Hello boy

Hello Dear Readers.
Monty and Daisy and I were out for our daily walk.

We were up on Delbridge Street, when I saw this fellow.
He was sitting in his favorite spot behind the fence.
Hello boy.
"Hello yourself."

"Any chance of a scratch, then ?"
Sure, glad too.

Monty comes to investigate.
"Dad, why are we stopping ? Oh, hello boy."
"Hello Monty. Alright then ?"

Daisy comes to investigate.
"Hello boy."
"Hello Daisy. Feeding you well, is he ?"

And off we trot to continue our adventures.

Si the DogBlogger.

A scratch ?

Monty, come here.
I'll give you a scratch if you show me your new coat.
''grumble grumble ok Dad but no more posing in the coat ok ! I feel like a big plonker. Warm, but still a plonker.''
OK Monty, noted.
Si the Dogblogger.

Back from hols 2

Hello Monty. I'm back.
''Hello Dad. Can I have a scratch please ?''
OK, but you don't have to push me over.