Sharing Bodily Warmth

It’s that time of year again when the sun makes it look warm and bright, but it goes to bed early and then it can get cold.  The kid is still too young to understand and all he does is complain.  When we went for our weekly adventure on Friday to our humans’ favorite falling over juice kennel, Testarossa, they tried everything to make him happy … comfy seats in front of the table with fire while wrapped in a blanket to share bodily warmth and treated us to human kibble and hard cow juice.  I personally was having a great time.  Who doesn’t enjoy eating hard cow juice while wrapped in a blanket in front of a table with fire?  Apparently not Arran.  All he did was whine at Daddy to take us back to our kennel when I know that all he really wanted was to interrupt my relaxation so he could go for another sniff around town.

Tobermory

Spooky Happenings in the Human World

There are strange things happening in our neighborhood.  For the last week, one of the human kennels near us has had monsters in their garden that jump out at us and say scary things when we pass by on our evening sniff.  That’s not all.  This evening lots of human puppies have been knocking on our door dressed in strange body covers and begging for treats.  When we beg, we don’t get anything without doing something for our reward, but Daddy is showing no resistance and just handing over human treats without even making them sit.

Arran

Happy Herbs

Every year, when the sun starts to go to bed later, Mummy spends several days digging in the brown stuff in a box at the end of our garden.  She then plants little green things that she puts cages around.   I think she’s concerned they may escape.  They’re pretty high maintenance.  She gives them lots of love and spends a lot of time feeding them.  They grow really tall and strong and in return, their job is to grow round yellow and red human treats, but this and last year’s didn’t appreciate her care and gave her nothing in return.

This weekend Mummy sent the tall plants packing and replaced them with little bushy ones called herbs.  She says they’re low maintenance, don’t need to be replaced every year and are very tasty in human kibble which makes our humans happy.

Now, here is where I am a little confused.  Our friends, Frankie and Abby’s Daddy grows special herbs in his garden with bad smelling flowers that he says make him really, really happy when he sets fire to them.  I was concerned that we would have the same problem, but I had a good sniff of Mummy’s herbs, and they smell great.

Tobermory

Neighborhood Sniffs on Rain Hold

There’s lots of water falling out of the sky today.  Our humans are really happy.  They say we really need it, but here’s the bit I don’t understand.  If they’re really happy about the water, you’d think they would be outside enjoying it, but instead they are sitting inside looking at colored blobs on their writing boxes and told us that our daily neighborhood sniff is on "rain hold".

Arran

Orphaned Royal Canine Security Experts

Last week the top human from the land that mine came from, went to join past members of her canine security detail in the place where they have been taking care of her human mate.  I am sure they were all very excited to see her, but I worry about the orphaned security detail she left behind.  They have been particularly vigilant in their duties, admittedly being handsomely rewarded for their hard work with adventures all over this planet, lots of cuddles from a wide section of society and gourmet treats.

I have been reading on the writing box how much humans will miss this special female, but there is not enough written on the heartbreak of her canine companions.  I know how important it is to be cuddled by your Mummy every morning when you wake up and get ear scritches and give kisses at regular intervals during the day.  These orphaned Royal canine security experts will miss their Mummy more than any human can understand.

Arran

Dog Days ... really?

Last night when we were watching the moving picture frame on the wall, I heard the human who predicts what the sun is going to do describe the weather right now as dog days.  He went on to say that 110°F was no temperature to let dogs go outside in.  I’m confused.  In my mind, holding down the sofa all day while the humans play with their writing boxes in dark rooms with the shades closed, not being allowed to play outside and not going out for our daily neighborhood sniff until the sun has gone to bed after the humans’ feeding time does not have the makings of a good dog day.

Tobermory

Behave Your Age

I had a sore leg last week.  My doctor gave me some magic treats to stop it hurting and ordered me for a few days to concentrate on the skills of sofa restraint and supervision of human meal construction.  I pointed out that would mean that I would have to trust Arran to properly exercise Daddy in the evening, not to mention that I would also be neglecting my duties as his tutor in the important art of retrieving. When Daddy throws toys for us, it is very important that I get to them before Arran to demonstrate correct catching methods.  Would you believe my doctor then had the audacity to suggest that I need to behave my age?

Tobermory