You'd be lost without me... and coffee

Come on Daisy, we're off on an errand.
"Of course, Dad."

"Ready, Dad. I'm strapped in."
Good girl.

"Where are we off to, Dad ?"
A most important errand... to buy me some coffee.
"Oh, very good. I shall assist you, as always."

See ? Coffee !

"It smells good."

*yawn* "In fact I'm just about ready for a cuppa myself, Dad."
Is that so ?

 Si the DogBlogger.

Pizza. Yay.

Come on Darcy, jump in the car. We're off to hunt up some supper.
"Yum. Count me in."

"What are we hunting for, Dad ?"
Pizza !
"Pizza? Yay. You have my full attention."

 Si the DogBlogger.

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 ?

 Si the DogBlogger.

Shopping for you and for me

Darcy is such a good boy. He comes with me everywhere.

"What did you buy, Dad ?"
Kangaroo for your dinner...
"Yum. Thanks."

And snacks for me to take to work.... Yum !
"I'll just have a little taste then, shall I ?"
Ah..... no.

 Si the DogBlogger.

Poor Daisy-Mae. Injection today.

Poor little Daisy-Mae is growing old now. She has a monthly Synovan injection to keep her joints working.

"Dad. I don't want an injection, it hurts."
Be brave my little girl, and the nurse will give you a liver treat.

"Ah well, a liver treat eh ? OK then. "
 Very brave.

 Si the DogBlogger.

Wash day today - you stink

You two stink and it's time for a wash. I think we might just head down to the PETstock in Clifton Hill and use their hydro-bath.

"Nooooo Dad. Let us out."
Um, no...

"Dad, let us out !"
No way, you both stink.

"Dad, we don't want a wash. We like being stinky."
Poor things, but you see... Dad doesn't love you when you're stinky, so in the tub you go !

Are you ready ?!

...and it's all over now. Nice clean doggies, at least for a short while. Dad loves you again now.

 Si the DogBlogger.

Helping Dad dig.

We're finishing off the landscaping at our house. Mick and I are digging out the dirt to put down some concrete and tiles.

Oh hello Mr Darcy.
"Hello Dad. I'm here to supervise."

Supervise ? Oh, very good.
"Yes Dad. You know you'd be lost without me."

Yes of course.
"Speaking of which, you missed a bit over there... and move that shovel a bit faster will you."
Yes sir.

 Si the DogBlogger.