Confession's of a Spoilt Spaniel and Sprollie
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.
Sunday, 30 January 2011
Thursday, 27 January 2011
Getting used to my sister
I'm still not sure whether having a sister is the best thing possible but I'm starting to get used to her now. I have finally been able to get some peace and quiet as mum has been taking her to work each day so that I get the house to myself and get lovely dad walks in the afternoon. I'm a little bit jealous that mum takes her and not me, but I know that I wouldn't ever get any time to myself if I wasn't left at home.
I was really worried that I wouldn't get to do the things I like now that I have a sister, but I'm pleased to say that in the last two days I have been to agility with mum and have been to pets at home with mum and dad. Agility was quite fun, but I did get trampled by a doberman a couple of times so I'm actually quite pleased that mum says we are going back to Saturday mornings. All the doggies there are my size and they aren't as good as the Wednesday night class so mum doesn't feel as embarrassed when I bark a lot or when I get tired and lie down.
|me and my tennis ball|
Sunday, 23 January 2011
|Tired Poppy dog|
Saturday, 22 January 2011
Sisters are hard work
|I know you can't see my face but mum|
said all the other pictures had red eyes
like a devil dog. I blame the dodgy
camera work personally
We have had a couple of tiny arguments. Fly likes being on the sofa snuggled into a human. I don't mind that as there are two humans and two sofas, plenty of choice. But when Dad went back to work, I tried to jump on the sofa and sit next to mum and Fly, and she growled at me. Mum said that isn't fair, so Fly can only go on the sofa when mum gives her permission. We had another little argument about beds. I share a bed with mum and dad (although for some reason they seem to think it is their bed and that I am just being a pain and sleeping on it) and Fly is supposed to be sleeping in her own bed. At 4am she jumped on our bed and woke me up so I growled at her. Mum said it is ok to growl at her in those circumstances as it is the only way she will learn. Then mum said a lot of rude words, words that she said a young dog like me shouldn't know, and had to take Fly out to go to the toilet. She came back inside and said even more rude words when she realised I was asleep on her pillow. I played dead so she couldn't move me. She looks tired today.
Wednesday, 19 January 2011
Sunday, 16 January 2011
Windy day at the beach
Mum kept her promise today. She took me for a lovely long walk at the beach even thought the weather wasn't very nice. I enjoyed myself very much although I don't think mum did. She said walking into strong wind and getting sand blasted isn't her idea of a good day out. I disagree. I thought it was a good day out. I did my usual ball chasing and running through sand dunes and thistle bushes and generally had a lot of good poppy fun. I'm suffering now though, I have so many thorns sticking in me. Mum and dad are sat either side of me on the sofa picking thorns out of me and it hurts lots. I don't regret it though, sometimes you have to suffer for your fun.
A wierd thing happened when we got back to the car. Mum opened the door and a black poodle jumped in. She was called Suki and her owner was very embarrassed. Mum took her out of the car and she jumped straight back in again. This happened several times. Me and mum thought it was very funny and even thought we might have to take her home with us.
|I'm all sleepy after my big day out|
Saturday, 15 January 2011
Busy, busy, busy pop dog
Apologies for not writing during the week but mum has been busy and hasn't let me use her computer at all. She's really mean. She says she has been doing important work stuff, things that are more important than my writing. I had a quick look over her shoulder and she was doing health and safety manuals. Honestly, she gets herself a job where she could spend all day with cute little dogs like me, and instead she looks at health and safety standards. I really will never understand humans, not even my mum. She says we will go to the beach in the morning if it doesn't rain, so that will go some way to making it up to me.
I went to doggy school on Wednesday. Mum was very relieved that there was another beginner dog there, a little cocker spaniel. She says last week was embarrassing as everyone was so much better than me. I was tired this week because I had spent the whole day in mums office as well as quite a lot of running around the field. So I was ever so good and didn't bark too much. We did some crate training. I used to be scared of the crate, but to be honest I was glad of a lie down this week and I got fed sausage so it's all good.
|New baby sister. She's cute but I think I might be cuter!|
Am I even allowed to say that?!
Monday, 10 January 2011
DogLost.co.uk: Lost: Brown Spaniel Cross Male In South West (BA16)
Sunday, 9 January 2011
Day out at the beach
|Look how muddy I am, isn't it great!|
Saturday, 8 January 2011
What a busy week!
What a fantastically busy Poppy week I've had! Good news is that my ear healed nicely without a trip to the vets. Plenty of other stuff happened as well.
Back to agility
Firstly I went back to school on Wednesday. It was a little bit scary because I didn't know any of the dogs and it was a new place. There was lots of lovely smelling horse poo on the ground. Mum said that it's because it is a riding stable and that I should stop sniffing the poo. I got a little bit over excited as well as nervous so I woofed a lot and kept trying to run towards the other dogs. In the end we had to go and do our own private work at the other end to the other dogs. Mum said that they were all better than me and that I'm an embarrassment. I don't believe her as she seemed to have as much fun playing with my toy as I did.
I made a new friend
|"Mum, Alfie's on my bed"|
|My possible baby sister, Fly|
Monday, 3 January 2011
Bad Poppy day
Secondly it is snowing again. I got excited but then mummy told me that this looks like wet slushy snow and it probably won't be fun. It will just be cold and nasty and my walks might be a little bit shorter.
I have spent most of today feeling very sorry for myself hidden on the bed under dad's dressing gown. Mum says it's ok to hide there as he's not here today to notice that I'm getting my hair and slobber on his stuff. I think I'm going to go back under there and hide some more and feel sorry for myself, and hope mummy will give me extra cuddles, and maybe a jumbone. She says we've run out but I think she must be lying.
Lots of love
Saturday, 1 January 2011
My new year's resolutions
Happy new year to you all. I'm glad new years eve is over. Some bad people had scary fireworks and even though I growled at the fireworks they didn't stop. Luckily mum and dad stayed in to look after me, and they let me hide behind their legs then under the duvet. Nothing can hurt you when you are under a duvet.
Anyway as threatened mum made me make some new years resolutions.
1) I will not lick anyones ears until I am invited to
2) I will not bark when people are eating - unless I am really hungry or really like their food)
3) I will let mum groom me and put ear drops in when it is necessary (I admit this is for the best)
4) I will learn a new trick. I'm thinking I might learn to shake paws. Apparently 'down' doesn't count, I can already do it. I knew I should have held off on that one for a few more days!
5) I will not trip mum up when she takes me running
6) I will come back when I am called - unless I am chasing something really, really good
7) I will not eat tennis balls. They make me sick and I lose a good ball
8) I will wait to see if letters from the postman are important before I eat them
9) I will be calmer when mum takes me to work. That way she will take me more
10) I will not go on poo and pee strike when people are leaving the house, to stop them leaving me. It only makes me uncomfortable, and doesn't seem to stop them
I hope mum and dad won't be expecting miracles. I've just read my list back and it all looks a bit hard. Still I will be getting a friend to play with at some point next year, and then the focus will be off me a little bit. I can shred stuff and blame the new dog. Seems like a great result all round.
Lots of love