I'm So Cute

One of the things I love most in the world is to hang my head out the window when mum is driving me anywhere. I just love doing this, I get to check out all the people and stuff going by and get the wind in my face. Mum knows I love doing this and leaves the windows down for me, isn't she wonderful. Recently we went to a greytwalks at Wynnum and on the way home, Aunty M took this photo of me.

Finally mum gets to see me like other people do and don't I just look so cute? Now I know why people want to talk to me at the traffic lights. I had my friends Patch and Rocky in the car at the time so the back seats were down and if you look closely enough you see that mum's vision is somewhat obscured, but you know, my enjoyment does have to come first.

Mum Not Happy

My mum has banned me from playing with my friends Patch and Rocky. Apparently I've been learning bad habits from them (just because I decided to see why they kept stealing mum's toys). This was the end result and frankly if mum decides to mow rather than pay attention to me, I don't see what the problem is.

Now so totally understand why Patch and Rocky have so much fun. I'm sure mum will let me play with my friends again eventually, but in the meantime it was so worth it.

I have to draw the line somewhere.....

I do not expect everyone to be as perfect and well behaved as I am. That would just be silly, how can you beat perfection?!

However, I do think that when out visiting one should show some decorum. Lately I have been less than impressed with Rocky and Bullwinkle, I mean, Patch.

I open my home to them and they show little respect.
Rocky is obviously just a silly boy, after all, he is the dog that walks straight off the landing and falls a storey.... still, this doesn't really excuse him from coming here and behaving the way he does.

In the last few visits he has racked up a list of demeanor's, these include but are not limited to;

pissing on mum's clean sheets that were hanging on the washing line

pissing on MY water bowl in MY kitchen

pulling the eye out of one of mum's display toys - display means not to be eaten by dogs!!

stealing the penguin - every time....

Patch is not much better, her list consists of;

racing up the stairs and jumping on me

scruffing up the blankets on mums bed

stealing the display toys

stealing shoes

unpotting plants

eating the cheese and chocolate when nobody is looking - ok, I admit partial guilt on that one, she got the cheese and I helped with the liquor chocolates.

I have nothing against them, and they make me look really good, but this has to stop. They are just not polite anymore!

The troublesome twosome

It's not that I don't enjoy laughing at Rocky's expense. Today he thought that his mum had come back to get him - the ice-cream van went past and he was in raptures after the initial confusion of hearing what constantly goes around in his head out loud - dumb boy. I tend to just sit back and watch the pair of them behave like small children. Patch had the audacity to growl at Rocky when he tried to get close to Adele, really, save the domestics for home please.

So I have layed down the paw and said that they are not to come over unless they can behave like greyhounds should. Like I do. I went to Greytgirls today and did what should be done. I walked in, lay down and went to sleep. Unfortunately my nap was cut short as we were only passing, but I did the right thing..... take notes Rocky and Patch.

This is how one should behave when visiting.

Lazy Sunday

Today was one of those hot Brissie days that you spend laying around if you are unlucky enough to not have air conditioning.

This is what I look like after our evening walk, yes I did want to walk until half way around then decided it was too hot and literally stolled home. Am now laying in front of the door trying to gain whatever breeze comes through the screen.

Have a wonderful wafting smell throughout the house of chicken baking and yes I usually score some of the skin, have a cool breeze and mum is home, what more could a girl ask for.