Monday, 18 October 2010

Chilli and the cow pond

I took Chilli to my favourite cow pond the other day.

"Chilli, you have to keep very still then they won't see you"

" Good girl Chilli, good girl"

"Oi! Chilli, keep your head still!"

Wednesday, 15 September 2010

Swimming lessons

I taught Chilli how to swim at the weekend. She's very good at swimming. Not as good as me but better than I was at her age. First I taught her in the shallow end, what to do. Left leg forward, right leg forward...

Then you have to run in really fast so it doesn't feel too cold.

Good girl Chilli, keep going...

Then splash around and have lots of fun!

Wednesday, 11 August 2010

Mums are always right

Well it turns out Mum was right - I love my new sister Chilli. We play together all the time. She sleeps a lot but I lie next to her and watch her sleep, until she's ready to play again.

I get tired as well though and so does Lilah. Chilli is quite tiring to have around. Last night Chilli and Lilah played 'chase Chilli's tail' all evening.

Hang on a minute kids, where am I going to sleep??

Wednesday, 4 August 2010

The kids

I forgot to tell you, I also have a new sister called Lilah. I LOVE Lilah but I don't know if she likes me. She keeps running up to me and hitting me on the nose. Next thing, she's chasing my tail.

Chilli has taken a liking to my bed. I'm having to put up with a lot since the new kids arrived.

Mum says I'm being very gentle and patient. Hey Chilli, is there room for me in there as well?

Wednesday, 28 July 2010


Well, a lot's happened since I last blogged. I had my 3rd birthday, I've moved house and I have a new sister.

I love my new house as there's a big garden and a back gate on to the Downs so I can run for miles. I'm not sure about my new sister, Chilli. Mum says once she grows a bit she'll be more fun and we'll be best mates but I'm not convinced yet.

Apparently she has the same (dog) mum as me but a different dad.

I've lent her gromit from when I was little and she loves him. She likes to chill on the sofa and have her tummy rubbed, like me. Perhaps she's not so bad...I'll let you know how we get on.

Monday, 26 April 2010

A boy's day out

On Sunday I went on a Viz Whizz with 9 other males! Being all boys, we had to put a competitive edge on the day and it became the 'Men's Viz Whizz Games.'

Otto won the prize for 'longest tongue'.

Otto's Dad won the prize for 'biggest stick', (bet he couldn't carry it in his mouth though).

Raffy's been a bit more feminine since his 'op' and was in a category of his own for baton (stick) twirling.

We then bumped in to a girl called Indy and she tried to steal my prize for 'best flying dog' but was disqualified as she was a girl.

I wasn't allowed to enter the category of 'most dominant entire male' for some reason, so I stood by and judged. And the winner is...

Maybe next time some girls will come, if only to give Raffy a run for his money in the 'stick twirling' competition.

The winners' line up (l-r) Rubik, me, Oakley, Raffy, Bud, Mac, Otto, Monty.

Tuesday, 5 January 2010

Christmas at my Gran's in Dorset

We went to Gran and Grandpa Pimley’s for Christmas again this year. I got some lovely presents. Uncle Peter bought me a frisbee, one of my great grans bought me a squeaky toy, and Gran and Gramps bought me a nice bone shaped hide chew. Here’s a picture of me holding it before I ripped the wrapping paper off.

At Gran’s there's no stairgate, so I can gallop up and down stairs and jump on the beds. Here I am with Mum and Dad on their bed at Gran’s.

On Boxing Day we went to the beach at Southbourne where Grampa took a photo of me doing a rather good impression of the Jaguar Cars mascot.

Here I am with Mum and Dad, hoping one of them will throw something for me.

Finally, here’s a picture of Gramps and me having a tug of war. I won after a few minutes because Gramps burst out laughing and let go of the rope.

I'm looking forward to my next visit to Grandpa's, in February. In the picture above you can just about see my smart new tartan collar, which Mum and Dad bought me to wear when I visit him, because he is Scottish :-).