I'm a tired working dog
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| My new friend Patrick | 
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| My doggy bed at mums work | 
I am a lovely liver and white Spaniel called Poppy with a lot to say for myself. I have now reluctantly allowed my Sprollie sister to join my blog. I hope you enjoy reading about our adventures.
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| My new friend Patrick | 
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| My doggy bed at mums work | 
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| At least I didn't have to wear a silly hat like George | 
Mum says it's only two more sleeps til Christmas. She says she doesn't think that I've been a particularly good girl, but a good couple of days could go some way to help. So I'm going to curl up and look cute and resist the urge to continue shredding the pillow that I started yesterday. I'm sure it will still be there after Christmas and by that time it doesn't matter about being good.
I went to work with mum again today. She told me off a little bit because I got really over excited and woofed at everyone. I had to leave the room for a little bit because she says my woofing is so loud that no-one gets any work done. I don't believe her. I think she is lazy and she enjoys my woofing. She says if I call her lazy again she is swapping me for the new lurcher that came in yesterday. And that is yet another reason why I'm staying quiet.
I take back every bad thing I ever said about snow. It is amazing. Mum took me to the park this morning to play and I was the only doggy there. We had the whole park to ourselves. Mum even let me off the lead for a little bit and we chased each other. Mum made balls out of the snow and threw them for me to catch. I got a bit confused because when I caught them they fell apart and I got snow in my mouth, but it was great fun.
Then in the afternoon we went back to the park and dad came with us. I saw Honey on the way, she had just finished her walk, but we had a lovely sniff and she wagged her tail so I think she is still my friend even though we haven't seen each other for a while. When we were at the park I saw some more dogs so I made sure I marked the park as my territory, I can't have other dogs stealing my snow. Mum and dad threw more snow balls at me, then they let me play with my kong ball.
All in all it was an amazing day. Now I am off to eat my chicken and tripe pate, before snuggling in front of the fire. I heard there might be roast lamb later as well. I don't think I've ever been so happy!![]()  | 
Finally we got to work. Mum took me out of the car and I smelt some of the most amazing smells ever. There were dog and cat smells everywhere. Mum works at an animal rescue and rehoming centre.She is always telling me how lucky I am to have a lovely home with her and dad and that other dogs aren't so lucky. I know that and I wouldn't swap my family for anything, but I still hope I get to go to work with mum again.
Mum has been pleased with me though. She has made me do a lot of funny training things, like touching her hand with my nose, and sitting and waiting. I'm behaving really well and doing all the tricks. I'm even trying not to shout as much, I think it may have more impact if I save my voice for when I need to use it. She is trying to make me shake paws but I don't think I'll be doing that yet, not until I really have to. It's best not to do too much at once, I don't want them getting complacent about how good I am.So it snowed a lot this week. I think that might be my fault, I wanted snow, I thought it looked like fun when I saw other dogs playing in the snow on the TV, but when it came I didn't like it. Here's why -
I had a birthday on Friday. Apparently it was three years ago that I was born. I don't remember that far back but if Mum and Dad tell me it was then who am I to argue. I like birthdays. Mum took me to pets at home and told me I could choose my own toy. I chose a pink slipper with a squeak in it that has a rope attached so mum will play tug and it can come to school with me.
and so I should behave when people come to the house, I should stop the woofing and maybe if she lets me off the lead sometimes I should come back. I let her rub my tummy to show I understand but really I don't think I will change, I like behaving like a puppy. I know I'm getting older but I think I might still be cute enough to get away with it.