Schnapps!

Last week Mum had an email from one of her clients, who she visited in the spring. Schnapps is a colliexlabrador and she lives with a cat called Tabatha. When Mum went to visit Schnapps she'd only lived with her new 'forever' Mum and Dad for 2 months. Her Mum said she was really 'giddy', pulled on her lead, reacted to the wind moving the trees and didn't come back when she was called (sounds like my sort of mate!). Her Mum wanted my Mum to see that she and Tabatha were now living 'in harmony'. I was pleased to see that the dog had the seat and the cat had the floor....hang on a minute, the opposite happens in my house. Our cat has the sofa and I'm on the floor (I'll have to put some thought in about this situation!)

Rolling in yuk!

I rolled in 'something' this morning. Mum said 'Yuk'. Humans ask 'Why do dogs like to roll in disgusting stuff?' Some 'experts' say it's because the dog wants to blend in with the environment so gets the scent on itself, others say it's to cover it in the dog's own scent and then others says it's just because the dog likes it (like humans like channel). Humans don't really know why we do it...I do though, but I'm not saying!!

Busy, busy, busy!

I've just been sooooo busy. Too busy to write up my diary. There's been so much work to do with Dad (and the naughty horses) and lots to do with Mum (and the naughty dogs) and of course places to go and people to see. Here's me and Mum enjoying a well earned walk in the countryside. Apart form helping people with 'dog problems' Mum also works as a Mentor in a Primary School, so now it's the summer holidays I can have some time off my work with Dad, and have some quality time at home with Mum. Phew, I deserved my summer break too!

Balls!

We went to Suffolk to see mum and dad's friends. I had never stayed in someone else's house overnight. Can't think why mum and dad were a bit worried, I'm such a good boy!

I spent loads of time in the garden, looking in the shrubs and behind the shed. I kept coming out with a ball in my mouth. Auntie Carol and Uncle Bob couldn't believe how many I found! Their children, Helen and Robert, are grown up now so some of those balls must have been hidden for years (they were so grateful to me!!)

Helen brought her boyfriend, Mark, round for Sunday lunch. He played with me and the balls for ages. He said he didn't usually like dogs but he did like me.

Auntie Carol said I was 'good fun!'

Sleep-overs are very tiring as it's only polite to entertain your hosts. Phew, time for a big nap!!

Easter

They've been stuffing their faces with chocolate eggs and hot cross buns so I thought they needed a good run and a play on the common.

While we were there we came across a lady with four dogs. Three of them ignored me completely but one of them was up for a play, which I thought was great. The lady walked on with the others and then started to shout and blow a whistle. My mate took no notice and kept playing with me! Mum and Dad carried on walking and the lady shouted louder because her dog was coming with us. She sounded really angry so Mum called 'shall we stand still'. The lady came marching up and shouted really loudly at her dog. She grabbed hold of him and pulled him away then (and I couldn't believe my eyes) she put his slip lead over his head shouted right in his face and then jerked him so hard he fell over backwards!

Mum said she had to 'bite her tongue' because she felt so sorry for the dog. Mum also said 'what's that dog learnt from her being so nasty to him? All he'd learnt was that it was nice being away from her but horrid when she was near. He hasn't learnt to come when he's called'.

I wouldn't come to anyone who shouted at me in a angry voice and I definitely wouldn't want to 'come' if I was going to be jerked about. Thank goodness Mum and Dad don't shout and jerk me.

Happy Easter!

Swimming!

What better way to spend a sunny spring afternoon than swimming! It was such a lovely day that Mum and Dad decided to take me to one of my favourite places, Whisby Nature Park. Of course the beach is my very favourite but if we can't go there, then Whisby is the next best thing. Mum says that swimming is good for my fitness.

There were some other dogs at Whisby but none of them stayed in the water as long as me. I can't understand that, it's so nice. When Mum and Dad finally decided that it was time to continue our walk I came trotting out like a good boy (well there was a milky bone waiting for me!).

So that's a wheaten terrier!

Recently, Mum visited some people with a Wheaten Terrier. She told Dad that the dog was pooing in the house...IN THE HOUSE!! Mum also said she was very pretty (actually I quite agree!)

The Wheaten Terrier's people sent Mum an email and said there had only been one poo in the house in the two weeks since her visit, so they are very pleased. They also said they were off to B&Q for some locks as she had learnt to open doors!! Clever girl...I'm too short to open doors, but I'd be clever enough to if my legs were longer.

Mum always tells her clients that it's the clever dogs that are a challenge.