A Happy Carlie Spaniel Christmas!
22 Dec 2011 8 Comments
in Friends, Photography, Respect, Weighing Tags: Christmas, christmas poem twas the night before christmas, Photo, Photography, Photos, Poems, poetry
I’m now over 10 Months old and weigh a healthy 10 kilograms. This will be my very first Christmas and I am so looking forward to all of the leftover turkey! Yum, yum…
The Forgotten Dog’s Christmas Poem
Twas the night before Christmas
when all thru the house
Not a creature was stirring
not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nick soon would be there.
The children all nestled snug in their beds
With no thought of the dog filling their head.
And mom in her kerchief and I in my cap
Knew the dog was cold, but didn’t care about that.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Figuring the dog was free of his chain and into the trash.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
gave the luster of mid-day to objects below.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But Santa Clause with his eyes full of tears.
He unchained the dog once so lively and quick
Last year’s Christmas present now painfully sick.
More rapid than eagles he called the dog’s name
and the dog ran to him despite all his pain.
Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen
On Comet on Cupid on Donner and Blitzen.
To the top of the porch to the top of the wall
Let’s find this dog a home where he will be loved by all.
I knew in an instant there would be no gifts this year
For Santa had made one thing quite clear.
The gift of a dog is not just for the season
We had gotten the dog for all the wrong reasons.
In our haste to think of the kids a gift
There was one important thing we missed
A dog should be family, and cared for the same
You don’t give a gift, then put it on a chain.
And I heard him explain as he rode out of sight,
“You weren’t given a gift, you were given a life.”
Author Unknown
11.11.11.11.11 In Remembrance of all Our Heroes
11 Nov 2011 2 Comments
in Photography, Respect Tags: 11.11.11.11.11, Photos, Remembrance Day
Wow! What a moment! A minute’s silence for all our heroes…
What About Me…?
30 Oct 2011 3 Comments
in Feeding, Sleeping Tags: cocker spaniel, Dogs, Fun, humor, Pets, Photo, Photography, Writing
So mum has joined this thing called NaNoWriMo where she has to complete a novel of 50,000 words in the month of November.
Hmmph..! Do you know what that means to me..? It means I won’t be able to get on the computer to do my dog blogging, that’s what that means…!
So I’d better get a few photos of me in now before she takes over the computer. Enjoy xx
My Famous Cousin Russell, The Squirrel Catcher
20 Oct 2011 2 Comments
in Friends, Photography, Russell Tags: commercial photography, Cute Photos, Jack Russell, pet humour, Pets, Puppies, squirrels
My cousin Russell is SO cool, I want to be just like him when I grow up.
Not only is he fast enough to catch squirrels in his garden and in the woods (and once in his home) but he’s also been talent spotted by the media, to appear in an advertising campaign for some pet insurance (but not catching a squirrel!)
Oh how the other half do live….
Hello Again!
18 Oct 2011 3 Comments
in Austin, Chicken, Russell, Travel Tags: afyon castle, cocker spaniel, Humour, Pets, Puppies, Travel
It’s been a while since my last post, so I’ve got a bit of catching up to do….
I’m now 8 months old and weigh nine and a half kilos – no thanks to the fake dried meatballs they still keep feeding me. But I have broadened my diet and now I also eat fruit (grapes, peaches, pears and apples) and nuts (yum!) and any food that I can wangle from mum and dad’s dinner table (why does their food always taste SO much better than my own..?)
Mum and dad went away for a month to somewhere called England, to see their other darlings. Hmmph! I SO wanted to go and meet them, and meet my cousins Russell and Austin too – but mum and dad made some excuse about not being able to take me on the aeroplane. I am such an excellent traveller though, I don’t know why I couldn’t have gone! So I stayed behind with my designated foster parents, which was quite fun actually. They weren’t quite used to my routines and so I was able to make them up as I went along. I tried to cadge some CHICKEN and extra food and treats, but it didn’t always work.
When mum and dad came back they took me on my own little holiday in the car and we went into the country and visited some historic sites.
I love travelling in the car and seeing all the new things. Although I’ve got my own special blanket on the back seat, I prefer to perch myself on the armrest between mum and dad. They think I’m taking in the sights but really I’m keeping my eye on the driving. And if I see any animals – like cows, sheep, goats or real live CHICKENS – then I leap up to the open window, pop my head out and bark away at them. I’ll show them who’s Top Dog!
The trip to the country was great and we stayed in some hotels. We even stayed in a villa with its own Turkish Bath, where the water came directly from an underground spa. My fur was so soft and silky after taking a swim in the HUGE bath.
It was nice to get back to my own bed though and although it’s too cold to swim in the sea now, I still love running along the beach or up and down the woods chasing after pebbles, feeling the wind in my fur with my tail wagging away.
Ahhh, it’s such a dog’s life!























































