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.

At Doodlebug. Sand in every orifice.

Hello again Readers. Here's a bit more of our adventure at Doodlebug Dog Friendly Accommodation Rye.


We're down on the front beach at Rye now (Victoria, Australia, that is).
"Mum, watch me paddle."
Yes Daisy. Don't go out to far.

"Mum ! Watch me run !"
Yes Mr Darcy. Just don't break the string... crazy dog.

"Mum. Watch me roll."
Oh yes, just lovely Daisy-Mae. Just what we need.

"Seriously, Mum. Look how good I am at it. Nobody can roll like me !"
Yes Daisy. It's quite amazing how you can get sand in every orifice.

"Mum. Watch me run ! This is the life."
"Mum. Watch me roll. There's nothing better."

Oh yes, yes indeed. Then just watch your Dad give you both a W.A.S.H.

 Si the DogBlogger.

Snuffling in the cool grass.

*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.

"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

Softly softly.

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.

Feeling better, thanks Dad.

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

Rolling in the wet grass.Edinburgh Gardens Fitzroy

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

Life in the old dog yet.

Another day, another walk.

How are you feeling, Monty ?
"Good thanks Dad. I've just had my arthritis shot and my heart tablet. Yeah baby."

"I feel good enough to try a roll in the sun."

"Ah, yup. All the way around today."

"Yup. Feeling good indeed. It must be those expensive heart tablets you feed me."
Don't remind me !

Si the DogBlogger.

Lovely pile of dust. Edinburgh Gardens Fitzroy

We're out for a walk and it's started to rain.

Let's shelter under this tree, Daisy.
"Yes Dad, there's this lovely dust bowl here ! Yay."

Ick. Wet dog in a dust bowl. What a wonderful combination.
"Was that sarcasm, Dad ?"

Maybe.
"Don't you love me anymore Dad ?"

Yes of course, Daisy. You go ahead and roll in the dust if it makes you happy.

"Gosh, thanks Dad."
Hmm. No problemo.

Si the DogBlogger.

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.''
Si the Dogblogger

Salty Sea Dogs. Part 1. Port Melbourne Beach

Hello readers.
It's Australia Day today so it's a public holiday and we're off to The Beach.

"Yay. The sea !"

"Ah, some fresh air."

"Come on Monty, let's go under the Yacht Club and explore."

"La la la. Dead stinky things to roll in. Hmm hmm hmm."

Are you right there, Daisy ?!
"Yes, fine thanks Dad."

Ick. Wet stinky salty sea-dogs.
To be continued just a little .....

Si the DogBlogger.

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.

Bird's nest. Part two

We were out on our walk when Daisy found this birds nest to roll in.

Now Monty has come to have a look too.

"Oooh yeah, that's stinky all right."

"I had better roll in it too."

I can't see what's so captivating about it, you two.

"You wouldn't understand, Dad."
I'm sure I wouldn't.

Si the DogBlogger.

Bird's nest. Part one.

We were out on our daily ramble when Daisy find a birds nest on the ground.

"Mmm, it smells stinky, Dad.

"I had better roll in it."

Daisy ?! What are you doing ?

"It's stinky, Dad. I HAVE to roll in it."

Gross.

Si the DogBlogger.