November = Barlow-fest again

November was a relatively quiet month. Just the one bath (bleurgh) and one (DIY) haircut - DIY by Mummy, not by me ... I'm clever, but not that clever !

AS's friend Sharon came to stay with us (them) for a few days - she was lovely. Loud. But lovely.
I also got to see Beth, Caroline and Mummy Helen again, but only for a really short time, because as they arrived to stay with us (AS & UD), Mummy took me to Wales to stay with Nannie Chris (Mummy's Mummy). That was a lovely trip. Nannie Chris spoilt me rotten. She misses Rusty & Samson, so she gave me lots of fuss and cuddles !  I really enjoyed the car journey there and back. I used to be really bad at travelling, with really bad car sickness (see previous blog ) but I'm so much better now. I just lie down and have a bit of a kip ! It makes the journey so much nicer than barfing up all the time !

Our house is just a ruddy Barlow/TakeThat-fest again at the moment. Mummy has had Progress tour DVDs and CDs delivered, and is all "listen to this Jack", "watch this Jack". Plus Gary Barlow is on the telly-box every ruddy weekend on X-Factor, so I get to suffer watching that too, with Mummy swooning all over him. Pah, Barlow. Pah, Take That.  Although, even I have to admit that, very much like my good self, the bloke is definitely improving with age.
Plus Mummy nipped up to London to see Gary live on Loose Women. Seriously, you'd have thought that she was going to bring him home with her, she was sooooo excited. Actually, come to think of it... I think that is EXACTLY what she wanted !  Ha !  He wouldn't survive 2 minutes in this house............not because of me you understand. Because Mummy wouldn't be able to control herself . Parents can be so embarassing sometimes.

... October

October

The rest of September shot past, with lots of lovely cuddles and fuss with Daddy, plus loads more meaty feasts !  But then it happened again.... the dreaded suitcase......  Next thing I know, Daddy's saying goodbye again, and Mummy  & I waved him off. See you next May Daddy *sad puppy face*.

I was in the kitchen the other day and I dropped my chewy bone on the floor, and it rolled right under my food bowl so I couldn't reach it. I howled ........ (I was hungry). Mummy came rushing into the kitchen with a really concerned look on her face, as well she might.... I was hungry !  When she realised that I was crying for my chewy she burst out laughing and called me a Muppet !  But at least she was able to rescue my chewy .. nom nom nom.
I had another amazing treat from AS & UD - a beef bone !  It was awwwwweeesome !  Mummy let me have the bone in the garden in the morning, and she didn't see me again for about 5 hours ! I had a great time, and chewed the beefy treat to bits !  Mummy said my normally lovely breath (*cough) was all beefy. Which I took as a good thing. ..................
Mid October, and Mummy took me out for a couple of hours while she was having some work done on our new car. When we were about to into the reception of the garage place, I got a bit too close to the door thinking it was going to open inwards. But it didn't, it opened outwards, and I got my foot trapped under the door ! ! Ouch ouch ouch.  It really hurt. Mummy was all apologetic and  made a big fuss of me, but it was soooooo painful that I couldn't put my foot to the floor for ages. Mummy was all "oh no, I hope it isn't broken". But luckily, after a short while (and because I'm so big, butch and brave) I was able to limp back to the car and then we went home. Mummy gave me one of my dried sausages as a treat for being brave !  (Not to self: crying and limping gets you treats).

... September

September
September 1st was my 12th birthday !  Happy Whelpday to me. Well, it is my 'official' birthday, as we're not quite sure when my 'actual' birthday is. But, hey I'm 12 !!  whoop whoop
Mid Septemer, and Mummy & Daddy packed their bags ... again. I really hate it when I see those suitcases appear. It usually means that someone disappears for ages, normally Daddy but sometimes both of them.  I know I get to go on my holidays too, which I love, but it's always nice to be home with 'the parents'.
But wait just a cotton-pickin' minute........... Mummy and Daddy have driven off, and I'm still here with AS & UD !  This is a result !  If the contents (and weight) of the suitcases are to be believed, I reckon I've got a good 7 days or more at the spa next door. Get in !!!

..... believe me, the following 8 days were awesome !  Food, drink, fuss.... never ending with AS & UD.  I pulled my weight though, and patrolled the boundaries at regular intervals. The shed and garden fence are well 'watered', and I think the postman is well and truly aware that I'm here !

The only downside was that  AS & UD took me to the hairdressers... pah.    Don't get me wrong, I would MUCH rather go to the hairdresser than have a bath at home (yuk).  The hairdressers are lovely and treat me really well. It's just that I smell like a girl when they're done with me ! My hair (what's left of it) is all blow-dried like a ball of fluff, and I give off an odour of a mixture of baby powder and roses. It does nothing for my tough-dog image. Nothing !!!

Although I did get to go for a spin in their car which was lovely. I sat on AS's lap there and back which is comfy for me and I get to see out of the windows. AS said she wasn't too impressed with the paw imprints I left in her legs, but I know she's just happy to have a cuddle with me whenever/wherever ! 
The day afterwards and the reason for the haircut became clear. Mummy  & Daddy came home, yeah !!
They said they'd been to see Aunty Anna, Uncle Simon & Maisie in Qatar where they now live, and had had a wonderful time.  Yeah, whatever guys. I see there was no duty-free sausages brought back for me!  When AS & UD came back last time they had sausages with them. You can't pick your parents ..........


Only joking !  I have been with Mummy & Daddy for 6 years now, and I love them loads (most of the time)

August to December - wrapping up the year

I realise I've been a bit slack in blogging for you lovely people (sorry Uncle Dave !), so let me see if I can round up the last few months before we get into 2012 and I lose myself completely to the Olympic Games, Queenie's 85th birthday and the new arrival for Kate & Wills (I'm guessing on that last one).

I'm going to start off by saying Goodbye to Samson, my cousin.  He lost his long battle with ill health in early October and will be sorely missed by everyone who knew him throughout his 14 years.  RIP Sam x

August ........

Daddy was home for the last half of August, which was fantastic ! And AS & UD arrived home too - also fantastic !  With Daddy home, I got to eat loads and loads of really rich, meaty meals because Daddy has no concept of cooking "low fat" meals so everyday is a new delight !
Mummy and Daddy left me for the weekend, so I nipped round to "My house, take 2" (ie, AS & UD's ) and had a bit of a pampered weekend. It really is like being at a spa round there !  Loads of belly rubs and fusses, not many rules, and hot and cocktail sausages on a constant feed.  And relax !