Homework… It’s a Dog’s Life

First day at puppy class where I met Fearn, Prentice, Pippi and someone else I forget the name of.  It was alright, I liked the concept of food every time someone else barked, I kept my gob shut. One of the humans doing the training gave me some cheese that was nicer than the trash my humans brought along.  Only due to get nice treats on training nights.  They give me and the humans some homework.

  • Homework for me is to learn to sit.
  • Homework for humans is to find out what we were bred for.
  • They also have to find out how I’m likely to get ill, charming!

Also have to remember my vaccine cert and a filled kong next week.

Other than that the day’s been a blast, chilling at home until I get dogknapped, shoved in a cage in a car and dragged off to big dog human’s work to meet the WFAS girls and library folk.  They were fun, liked them. Wanted to chew the books but the big dog human was stressed about that.

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Woof!

OK so they bring me to this house that has this black and white furry creature called a cat. I wanna be

Woof!

friends with her but I’ve discovered a new game. It’s called chase the cat. While I was playing this I made a really weird sound. I’ve found my bark! Big Dog Human thinks it’s really funny, dunno why? Female Human is a little less impressed. As for Katie, she just hissed at me and that shut me up. I already know that where there is a hissing cat claws and teeth may follow.

Surviving here OK, I’ve discovered that I don’t like thunder and lightening though. Big scary stuff I could quite happily live without. Still it gives me an excuse to snuggle into the nearest form of human and that can’t be bad.

Other than that I’ve spent the weekend playing a game called cricket with big and small dog human. It’s fun chasing the ball and grabbing it.

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Needles and Pins

What is this strange small furry thing in my house?

The little dog human has somebody who comes round to make him do extra school work some days. I feel sorry for him, he’s had a hard day at this thing called school then he gets extra. Anyway for me that means the female human drags me outside and sits me in her lap and makes a fuss of me. That’s OK, I quite enjoy it but charging around the garden like a small furry rhino is more fun. I get the impression that something strange is up when the older dog human arrives home from the library early. He makes a fuss of the cat called Katie who you can see in the pic here (I wanna be friends but I’m not so certain she wants to). That’s fine by me. Then stranger things happen.

  1. I get bundled into the cat carrier that they made me travel in to this place from my original home in Derby. First thought is I’m being dognapped but that can’t be the case because I’m at the new home already.
  2. They put me in the cat carrier in the back of the car with little dog human.
  3. I learn a new word, Vet. I get taken out of the box and this is where the indignities begin, the vet plays with my bits, shoves a thermometer up my bum and jabs me with a needle. Naturally I object to the latter but manage to resist the temptation to flash him the teeth. This proves a good move when I get a couple of dog biscuits as a reward for being good. Then I get weighed, what next? Weight watchers?
  4. Back in the box, back in the car, off to a place referred to as the No Mercy wherupon the little dog human and female human leave me in the car in the arms of the big dog human. Whereupon I kip for a bit before back in the box and back to the house.

What was that all about?

Sam\'s Paw

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Scran

So last night they make sleep in the kitchen. I was half expecting the catP6270249 they keep in the gaff to turn out to be my fairy godmother and drag along a pumpkin and a couple of mice. Naturally I voiced my objections, why not take me upstairs to a comfy warm bed? I think the humans might be a bit mutt because none of them came until round 4.00 am. Then the big human dog shoves me outside and is still pleased at the fact that I can go to the toilet. Little things….

Most of the day was spent playing with the humans. Fave tools so far are the rope bone and some sort of fawn cuddly toy that looks like a sausage and squeeks when you bite it right.

Food here is fine if not particularly imaginitive. Put it this way, I’m not on a steak diet.

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He’s Leaving Home, Bye, Bye

The day I leave home has arrived. The humans in Liverpool are excited, especially big dog human who has to watch American Chopper to calm down (it was the only thing on according to his channel hopping at a stoopidly early hour). Me I’m chilled, Helen my human in Derby gives me a bath. I resist the temptation to do a Henry Cooper and ‘Splash it all over, yeah, yeah, yeah!’ but I ain’t no brut.

Little Canine Dog and Little Human Dog

The little dog human proves to be a little hard to wake, eventually the cold flannel does the job. He don’t want to get up until he’s remeinded that today is the day to fetch me and he positively leaps out of bed. They are over cautious on the journey time and have a couple of hours to kill in Derby. They fill it by buying me things like shampoo, a tooth brush and the odd treat.

A little early they arrive to pick me up. A quick Q and A session with Helen, and into the cat box for the journey along with the little dog human’s blanket that he letft for me. I’m not certain if it’s the car journey or the fact that I’m leaving home but I do have a little whinge in the back of the car. Thing is the little dog human is great, he comforts me and calms me down and we get to know each other. Nice kid, if a little funny looking, I can’t see a tail on him and he’s got weird multi-colour fur.

Around 11.30 we get home. The new place is alright, I can tell that because first thing they do is to take me out and then give me food. They seem to want me to pee to order, what’s that all about? They must be into that sort of thing because I get heaped with praise when I manage (mind you it’s hard going with an audience). I also discover the delights of chasing leaves in the garden.

The rest of the day is filled with another meal, playing with each human in turn and some kip. I think I’ll like it here.

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One More Sleep

One more sleep til I leave home. Louise and Taz send some books to Big Human Dog in the library. Most welcome. He also fetches me a kong on the way home. He’s more than a little excited. Little dog human is too. Both want to go to bed early so that they can pick me up sooner.

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Hey Fay Wray….

Big yell out to Louise and Taz who’ve sent the big dog human some kong recipes. Get him in the kitchen with a pinny on I say. More importantly they’ve introduced him to the notion of frozen food as a teething aid. Don’t like the sound of teething…..

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Take the Cash (K.A.S.H.)

The humans in Liverpool begin to gather the dosh for little old me. I tell you, I’m worth every penny. Me, I’m kicking back and relaxing waiting for Saturday to come. I’ll let the human’s get excited, mind you you can’t tell when they are because they have no tails to wag. Little human dog and big human dog are counting the sleeps. Only three more to go.

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Ivy, Ivy, Ivy

The delights of Primal Scream get celebrated as further developments on the dog proofing happen at the new gaff. Older dog human was seen wielding the hedge clippers again so I can’t hide in the Ivy around the fence. It needed hacking back anyway but he’s taken it a bit further than he would otherwise.

A quick shout out to Eileen and her Spanial posse.

4 sleeps ’til I move home. They seem to be getting excited at the new house and ready for me.
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Pin Cushion

VetMore news from the humans.  No sooner do I arrive than they want to use me as a canine pin cushion.  Apparently the older dog human has phoned the vets, using the link on this blog and arranged for a visit for some jabs.  The date set is 2nd July at 17:00.  This apparently allows me 3 days to let my stomach settle after the journey.  What are they going to do with me, shove me in a car with Jeremy Clarkeson or worse that Richard Hammond bloke.

OK the plus side is they can be bothered to look after me, but needles – bleah!  What’s worse is I have to repeat the process a fortnight later.  Still it means I can kick back and enjoy my holiday in Scotland fully and not worry about meeting other dogs.

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