Pee-mail, the noble art of urination

Mummy and daddy are no good at doing pee-mails. It all comes out in one go and they just end up leaving a big puddle which doesn't smell of much. They should learn that little and often, in strategic places, is the best policy.

Sex versus chasing sticks

I was spayed when I was very young so I have never had the sex that stick throwers (humans) talk about and seem to enjoy. It would have to go some to be as much fun as finding a big long crunchy stick and dancing around in circles with it. I also like chasing balls and rolling in fox poo after a long day guarding the house. Mummy and daddy say I am not a very good guard dog as I just roll over and invite intruders to tickle my tummy, but I think that it best to be friendly and avoid confrontation. And beside they may have some treats for me to eat.

Seaside scavenging

It's been a long time since I last blogged and I am now 8 and a half which is about 60 in human years. I have been on a lovely holiday with mummy and daddy in Watchet, Somerset which is near a place called Minehead. The pebbly beach was good for finding disposable bbq's to lick the congealed fat off and sometimes discarded packets of half-eaten fish and chips. We did some lovely walks but it was quite boring when mummy and daddy were watching the Royal Wedding.