Hard hard floor

I got pushed off the new dog bed. It's not fair! And now Banderbear has it in her crate cause she's fat! She reackons it's my fault she's fat. Sue just nodded and said I think you do have something to do with it Ziggy.

Boys always get the blame.

Do I look comfy?

Only when I don't have to share.

Packing my bags!

I had to pack my bag on Friday as I am off to Wellywood for the week. I tried to put my tennis ball in my bag but it just wouldn't fit. So I took it back outside and popped it. Now I have three flat balls!

On Friday night Miss Maris arrived. She was chauffeured up by Louise. We had such fun on the lawn. (Don't tell Banderbear!)

Anyway, I'll see you all next week and tell ya what I got up to in the big city. I'm sure Maris will show me a good time.

And I have to tell you that I passed all my pre-fun health tests. I'm as healthy as can be. So's Maris.

Happy birthday to me!

Happy birthday to me! HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAAAAY TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Happy birthday to me.

I'm one year old today.

I got taken for a walk in the park this morning and as normal I got to run around free and piddle on all the trees. They need regular watering. I get a special tea and can sleep side on the bed - as long as I don't move around too much. I'm special!

Now it's a count down to getting my championship title. I only need two certificates to get it and Sue says I have to beat my bro and sis back in Oz.

I can't wait. Oh and I heard a special girl in Wellywood is looking very sexy. Better not tell Banderbear otherwise she'll through a hissy fit.

A trip to the park

Well, I went for a walk in the park today. It was great. All the trees were blowing around like mad because it's so windy. Cyclone Wilma's doing apparently. Down the first track I came across two dogs and we had a sniff at each other. Then the little fluffy one took off running. No idea why but I thought I had better chase after her to see where she was going.

Anyway Sue called me back and explained that she was running from me. Me? Not cute little me. Apparently some dogs think I'm ugly. "What ya taking 'bout Willis"? I don't know who Willis is but Sue says it too me when I start talking to her.

Surely I'm not ugly. Are Bull Terrier's ugly?

Anyway one the way home we stopped by Mitre 10. And Sue bought me a new super sized tennis ball! I had to have a play with it as soon as we got home.

Karate chop!

Take that Major! A left and a right, if the foot doesn't get you the smell will.

Something happened to my ball.

I was playing hard with it on the lawn, and their was a POP! and my ball went flat.

Oh well, now I can pick it up and carry it around instead of having to use my nose and legs to roll it.

I wonder if this means I get a new one?