Charley says  (02/04)   (thanking friend for personalized jars full of treats.

Thank you very much for my treats, I love them and I got  home I chewed through half of my one I started and then I buried it under the pillow on my bed, I dug up the pillow like crazy and now it is hidden from my parents.   I don’t think they know what I have done  ruff rufff

(03/04)

Mum said I had to share a bone treat with Bob, I am not happy, I will get it off him.   Mum was quite excited this morning because I barked a couple of times (the things that amuse some people aye?).  Bob and I have dug a big hole in the corner where Dad put the soil for grass.   I am starting to like my own space and mum is a bit peeved that I won’t sit on her knee all night.  I like to be in range but – I am a boy – I need some space man.  Bob is the same, well that is what I heard Bobs dad telling mum.

Ruff Ruff

Charley

04/04

Mum got her new camera, driving me crazy taking photos.   Mum found my chewy bone so I ran off with it, she knows its in the bedroom somewhere, just can find it.   Dad put some wood in front of where Bob and I dig – I think he thinks we are tunneling out, so we just started another big hole.

Bobs parents give him corn to eat, now mum can identify our poos.   We can also get washing off the line.  Mum found out this morning I had chewed the top of the watering system, I tried to do it the other day, and Dad turned the water on.   I just waited till they were out – he doesn’t know yet!

Might lay low for a while.

Ruff

Charley

Mums friend Jeanette has suggested she start Sherlock Hounds Inc. springs forth to identify corn smelling poops.

Bob and I had fun yesterday, we ripped papers to shreds, got the AA magazine still in plastic and ripped it apart,pooped and weed everywhere, mum was muttering – who is God – hear that name alot?

We went for a walk last night to the beach at 9.30pm – I mean who walks at that time, so I did not poo or wee and waited till we got back and peed on the deck, wonder if they get the message.

Mum went to take me out this morning and I broke loose and ran to bedroom, she was muttering something about being faster than John Walker and the 3 minute mile.   Mum does a lot of muttering.

Woof

Charley

Ps Bob had corn yesterday.

I had a word to Jeanette I  want to know “as winter approaches will my wardrobe be increasing. I would like Mum to go to Kirks to the 'Haute Canine Couture' section and look for either a Pierre Cardog coat or a Christian Diog. Please 'None of those homemade jumpers down to the ground that inhibits taking off when the spirit gets that let's rip feeling'…….

Mum is certainly going to have her hands full…but I think this is Bob's influence, he's a naughty bugger leading me on.”  (thanks J for translating)

Mum said, “you’ll be lucky – you might get a plastic rain coat from Uncle Bills ($3)” – she can be quite mean.

I have dug a long hold beside the shed, I can now lay in it, I don’t think they can see me when I lay in it.

Met Grandma and Grandad , uncle  Graham and auntie Bernie in the weekend, I did my cute butter would not melt in my mouth act.   Toooooo easy!

Ps I am working on getting  my own blog site.