..of bones and bar--b-q's

Well, they must have called in to that big special dog-treat-place when they went shopping.  You know the one, its got a rabbits in the middle of the floor (in a glass thingie so I can see them but not touch - how not-fair is that?), because they came home with a bone for me.

At first I was not quite sure what to do with it.  I carried it round, hid it under the cushions on the settee, and then got it out again 10 mins later ... then I dropped it on the stairs.  Dad said it was as good as a landmine for anyone coming downstairs in the dark.  Unreasonable Mum wouldn't let me chew at it on the bed, so I left it hidden on Dad's side, just where he would have stepped on it as he got up in the night ....

Finally I had it out in the garden ...

... but then I saw Dad taking the cover off the bar-b-q ...

... so the bone needed to be put somewhere safe while I helped Dad out.  I looked all around ...

....this looks like a reasonable place ...






..... but this looks better ......




... especially if I dig a bit of a hole, put the bone in and then cover it up ..... no-one will look under here ... should be quite safe ......

...bone?  what bone? 

(all I have to do is remember where I buried it!)



.... coming Dad .... I'm coming ....

..... so what can I do to help?

(oh my goodness, he's got beefburgers, sausages and STEAK ... I haven't had steak for simply AGES ..)



.... you dropped a bit ....

dont worry, I got it ... no mess ....


... and I know there is some on there specially for me, there always is ....

I LOVE bar-b-q's.

My special friend ...

ZUMA!

His garden backs onto our field, and Dad often walks me past. If Zuma is out in the garden he comes running up to the wire fence.  We always say hello, but have not had the chance to play together because the fence is in the way .... until this evening.



Zuma's Mum was just bringing him back from his walk, and they go past our house.  That was my chance to say hello.

He is a real chunkie chappie, and very handsome..  I've got the legs, Zuma has the weight....... but we are both totally gorgeous.

One day, maybe, we could get to play over the field.  We would need plenty of room so we dont knock anyone over because we both get a bit boisterous.

Here are Zuma's family.  I got to give his Mum a kiss.  Dominik had hold of my lead.  Now I know they go past, I shall watch out the window for them.

A picture is worth a thousand words .

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

She's got that dratted camara again!

BIG yawn..

Look, go away.  Cant you see I'm really busy.

You can go play in the rain if you want, I'm staying here.

Now go away!

Hide'n'Seek

Thought I would show you the game I play when I'm over our field - its called Find Cally.

If you can find me in that one you have sharper eyes than Mum.

Look close, right in the middle, and you will just see my tail and flapping ear as I jump. I have to bounce through the field now cos the crop is so high I cant see over it, so I go through like a rubber ball bouncing ...

BOO!  Now you see me ... but if you blink I'll be gone again.!

... and while you are scanning the horizon, blowing the whistle and calling me to come back, I'll come from the direction you least expect, sneak up behind you and POUNCE!


Oh its a good game.