Did I ever mention The Vet? I was dragged in for my rabies inoculation recently, it’s yet another good reason not to get into The Car, you just don’t know where you are going to end up. The Vet is to be avoided like the plague, or should I say rabies.
You go to The Vet and you see these nice healthy happy (unsuspecting) dogs going in and these tottering wrecks stumbling out. If they come out at all that is…. Nope, soon as we arrive at The Vet I dig my paws in. I make sure the Humans have to drag me in kicking and screaming.
The first thing that happens to you is The Vet puts you on this steel pad which then displays some numbers about your weight, you’d think I was at a Weight Watchers meeting or something. But that’s just the start, the next thing you know The Vet has you lifted onto a table that’s jacked up to Human height. I look The Vet in the eye daring her to do her worst. Which she promptly does with a stab in the back with a hollow bit of steel, what’s that all about eh? Is it really necessary to be stabbed? It bloody hurts too. Then the humiliation really starts with The Vet poking and prodding you, stuffing her fingers down your throat and other places… It’s a nightmare.
The Humans don’t seem to understand what goes on in there as they seem so laid-back about it all. Their Vets must be the like saints and the Vet House must be like some luxury holiday home. I want to go to the Humans Vets!! The Humans sit in the waiting room having nice little chats with the other Humans while we dogs are cruelly tortured. And the smell of the place, it’s the smell of death I tell you!
I hear the Humans discussing returning in a month’s time, I better make myself scarce that day, watch this space.
The Easter bunny came and the Humans all got Easter eggs and chocolates. I got another ball! I’m not a great fan of the Easter bunny and I guess it’s mutual as the bloody bunny hung my ball out of reach just for laughs.
Which reminds me, yesterday I was taken on a trip (reluctantly as usual) to the local dog treats shop (not so reluctantly once I knew we were going there) and guess what I think I know where the Easter bunny lives!
Now that has to be the Easter bunny
And check out the big meces!
Hey! I’m 3 today! In dog years that makes me 21 so where’s my big party eh? I’m guessing those pesky mongrels next door won’t come. Baxter across the road will be busy with his Humans doing crazy Easter stuff. Mutley the terrier is probably terrorising the horses and forest walkers so I guess it’s just me and my Humans…
I did get a few prezzies though and a “cake” with candles and everything.
My favourite prezzy was a yellow ball. They always get me balls, I think the Humans think I’m obsessed with balls…
As usual a near perfect ball is marred by the silly Humans attaching a bit of rope to it, so this is a good time to show you how to get rid of it in under 20 seconds.
Well it’s almost that time of year the Humans call Easter. It’s still a bit chilly for my liking so I prefer indoor ball catching but I can already see the glimmer of green on the trees across the road. The Humans in this part of the world have a quaint custom of having Easter Ball trees. Haven’t figured out why they are not perfectly round like my ball.
I snatched one of them from the tree when the Humans were distracted, they are pretty useless as they are made of hard thin plastic. Who wants that in their mouths eh?
Picture of Boss-Human trying to retrieve an Easter Ball from me. Good luck with that…
Sorry guys, no update on my world for a while as it’s been pretty busy around here. Last weekend I did get dragged out on another big adventure with the Humans to some place called Prague. I’ll blog more on this later suffice to say there seemed to be an inordinate amount of old buildings and statues of humans everywhere, what’s that all about eh?
One thing, I met this curious animal with fluffy fur. I had the strangest urge to chase it around. In fact chase it and a bunch of its mates too. Weirdest thing…
Are you laughing at my ball? It’s bloody lucky you are locked up mate else I’d have you…
Something odd has happened to the sky today. It looks like a meces has chewed a chunk out of the sun. It’s all gone dark and gloomy. Must be the end of the world, woe woe…
A good day to stay in bed then
My theory is that what Boss-Human calls a solar eclipse is in fact the disintegration of the sun and the end of all life as we know it. Those meces have a lot to answer for I tell you and when I finally get my jaws around one…
On a brighter note though, while Boss-Human was distracted by the end of the world issues I snuck into the kitchen and scored some of my fav treats from the strangely open treats bin.
Well I remain vigilant but have not seen another Meces in the house since the Great Pantry Trapping of March 13. I do my rounds of the potential Meces hot spots but nothing… The Humans keep amusing themselves at me expense with false “Get The Meces, Ralph!” alerts . I may have to make a bit of a fuss of my own to get them back. A bit of snorting and yipping at one of those hot spots should do the trick! Wadduya think?
Hey guys. I have lived in England and Germany with my Aussie and Kiwi humans, but I was actually born in Ireland so I am a Paddy. I can’t drink Guinness so I chose my green ball to play with for Saint Pat’s Day. Cheers!
As you may know I’m not keen on getting out of my nice comfy warm house so I’m always on the lookout for signs the Humans are off on some adventure so I can make myself scarce. This Saturday morning the signs were all there. Boots out, coats going on, much hurumphing from Boss and Grumpy-Human about the time it takes for Princess-Human to get ready. Then the terror of seeing my lead being bought out. I bugger off to bed and hope they forget me, alas to no avail.
Next thing we are out the front door. I’m praying we will turn right for the forest. If I have to go out then a walk and spot of ball catching in the forest is ok. So turn right, turn right I scream…
Sadly we turn left and there it is, The Car… not The Car, please not The Car… Are we going for a few minutes drive, a few hours, once we went 14 hours!!! Bugger, should have peed when I had the chance.
I jumped in the back and we set off and in only 30 minutes before we are there! Brilliant. It turns out Princess-Human and Curly-Human are going Go-Karting in nearby Limburg. I thought I might get a go but they left me outside.
Oh well nap time then, if I can sleep over that infernal noise.
Next a walk up to Limburg cathedral. A bit boring but I did get to sniff a few four legged friends along the way.
“I know I’m not allowed in there but could you please hurry up, its cold out here!”
Back in The Car, this time gladly, we are going home…
That’s my typical day out. Don’t see the point really when you can be warm and snug at home with all your balls.