Bacon for you, and for you. Clockwork Cafe for breakfast.

Mr Darcy is slowly settling in.

We've walked up to Queens Parade to Clockwork Cafe for breakfast.
Some bacon, Mr Darcy ?

"Why, thank you Sir. Don't mind if I do."

Some for you too, Daisy.
"Thanks Dad."

A little more for Mr Darcy.
"Yum. I might be on a good thing here with these people."

Last piece for my little Daisy-Mae.
"Mmmm. Bacon. Thanks Dad."

That's all kiddies. Time to stroll on home.

Si the DogBlogger.

Breakfast with Mr Darcy. Clockwork Cafe for breakfast.

Mr Darcy is slowly settling in.

We're out for our morning walk and have stopped at Clockwork Cafe for some breakfast.
"Will there be bacon, Dad ?"
Yes Daisy-Mae. There will be bacon.

"Did someone say bacon ?"
Yes Mr Darcy.

"Lovely, but that pigeon will do too, if we can catch it..."

A passing dog walker seemed to think that Mr Darcy might be part West Highland Terrier.

I guess we'll never know.

Si the DogBlogger.

Grooming Mr Darcy

This is Mr Darcy. We adopted him from the RSPCA on the Peninsula yesterday.

Mr Darcy, your hair is a mess ! It's full of matted knots and dreadlocks. You need a good comb.
"Yes Sir. Sorry about that."



I'll need a pair of scissors to cut these knots out ! I'll need the strong steel comb too.
"Rightio. See what you can do then."



And a wash too !
"Ah. Now that could be an issue, Sir."

Si the DogBlogger.

Introducing Mr Darcy. Clockwork Cafe for breakfast.

It's been a very traumatic few weeks, Dear Reader.
Poor old Monty passed away from old age and diabetes complications. He was a lovely boy and he had a good long life, certainly the best we could possibly give him.

Monty's passing has left a big hole in our lives, a hole that needed to be filled with fuzzy love and dog hair and empty bellies needing feeding and long walks in the park.

So. Meet Mr Darcy.
Here we are on the way back from being rescued.
We think he's part Shih Tzu and part Terrier.



We found him at the RSPCA Lost Dogs Home, under the name of 'Puddles', but we didn't like that name and it wasn't nearly noble enough. 'Mr Darcy' it will be from now on.



Daisy seems to be taking it well. I hope she'll like having a companion again.

It's been an emotional morning and a long drive and we're all hungry.
Let's stop for breakfast at Clockwork Cafe.
"Did someone say breakfast ?"


Some toast and egg, Mr Darcy ?
"Oooh, yes please."

Some more then ?
"Yes please. Very kind of you."

"I'm quite partial to a little hot buttered toast too, if you don't mind."

Well I can see you'll fit right in then, Mr Darcy.
"And a scratch on the noggin too please."

A scratch ? Can do.
Stay tuned for more of our adventures with Daisy-Mae and Mr Darcy.
It's a whole new chapter...

Si the DogBlogger.
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P.S. He's settling in well at home. He's had a big supper and his belly is full.
Daisy and Mr Darcy are snoozing, back to back on their bed. So far, so good.

Not Prudence. Maybe 'Puddles'.

Well now Dear Reader, we missed out on Prudence from the North Melbourne Lost Dogs Home. She was a lovely, sad faced Pug, but someone beat us to her.

This is Puddles who is down at the RSPCA shelter on the peninsula.

Laura and Mama went down this morning to check him out. They say that he looks like a lovely boy.
So, we'll all head down tomorrow and see how we go for an adoption.
Stay tuned...

Si the Dogblogger

Storm's coming.

"Dad... ?"
Yes Daisy-Mae.

"Can I snuggled up with you ? There's a storm coming and I'm scared of the thunder."

Yes of course, Daisy. Dad will protect you. Just don't snore.
Si the Dogblogger

Wash, ready for Prudence.

In the tub, Daisy-Mae. We may be picking up Prudence from the Lost Dogs Home today.
"Dad, noooooo."

Oh yes. We need to make a good impression.
"But Dad, I'll have no street cred'."
Tough luck. If we can bring her home, then you can work on it together.

There ! That's better. No more possum smell, or mud, or snot, or...
"Yes Dad. You've made your point."

"Anyway, I don't want any competition Dad. I though I was your favorite girl."

You are Daisy-Mae, but you came from there too, remember, and look at the lovely life you have now. Even though I do make you eat your vegetables...
Si the Dogblogger
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PS. Prudence was a gorgeous, sad Pug, sitting all alone and unloved at the North Melbourne Lost Dogs Home. However she was adopted by someone else, so I hope she found a good home.