My visit to the Beach

Kapiti Island in the background

Yesterday we went to the beach on an overcast day, the water came up close to my paws and my Mom, well she got wet feet and didn’t I hear about it on the way home.  Not to mention the sand in my paws and on my tail – but also in her socks and sneakers.  I am surprised we actually got to go out again today.   Oh yes my tail was up and I was the happiest of peeps.

Happy at the Beach – Off the Leash

There I am, off the leash, more sand in my paws but I was so happy.    I was not too happy with having to sit down for the photo – but it was probably the best one that my Mom took.

Off on a scent

There was a big dog – with his human Dad – walking along the beach.  That big dog, sniffed me – and then he was gone – I wish he could have stayed and played with me – I could smell him and I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he faded into the distance.    Maybe Mom he can play with me on another day.

At home among the sand away from the waters edge

I am not too sure about putting my feet into the water.  My Mom tries to entice me further to the waters edge but I just don’t know about it too much.

My Beach

Mom – although that water looks enticing – I am not too sure about getting my feet that wet.

Can we please have a bath tonight – I need the sand out from my tail.

When will we go to the beach again?  You are a lot more confident about letting me off the leash on the beach.  You know I will nearly always come when you call.    I am getting better ain’t I Mom.     Have I told you lately Mom, that I luv you.

Sharing my Journey with my Mom

I was a pet shop baby – in a cage with several others from my litter.   My Mom came in and picked me up and we both knew, that we were going to start our journey.  I was so excited when my Mom picked me, and I try to remember to remind her of how lucky we both are that we found each other, it will be four years this July.

The day my Mom adopted me

Thank you Mom for adopting me.    You told me that when you picked me up and held me in the palm of your hand that I stopped quivering.  Even now, when I quiver, I know that when I am in your arms I am loved and secure.    I mean to say – just how lucky am I?  I know, I am very lucky!   Of course all us peeps think that we are the most *special peeps* in the whole wide world.    I know!   But I am the best peep ain’t I Mom?!

Below was my first interaction with a Big Dog with an interesting tail!

Ziggy was my first four legged friend.  Sadly, he died and went to doggy heaven.   He taught me that bigger dogs than me, were not any different than us smaller peeps.   I miss him a lot – but will never forget his kindness and his gentle ways with me.    

When I was a bit older, Mom tried to teach me table manners. I know I was really spoiled!   

Learning table manners

Of course I know it is a  privilege to sit near the table when my Mom is eating, but do you remember this photo?   Of course, you could have done my hair before you captured the moment Mom.

Long haired Bella

My Mom thought that I needed a hair cut – and just between the two of us, I totally agreed.   Having shorter hair is better for me and for my Mom – and it is certainly cooler in the summer months.

I had a wonderful groomer but she moved recently moved.    How’s the search going Mom – have you started looking for a replacement yet?   

I had better stop bossing my Mom – but someone has to keep her in line!   Geeez it is sometimes difficult being the “top dog” and don’t I know it.    

New Year’s Day with My Mom 2014

Laying on Mom’s sofa – after I had my breakfast on 1 January 2014 – I wondered what Mom would be doing.    She was in the kitchen  – making a Bacon & Egg Pie with other stuff added to it – not the purist of forms of bacon & egg pies, even if I say so myself.   But it was tasty and being the chief taster, I was proud to put my paw of approval on it.  Courgettes and capsicum and onion and stuff – yeah other stuff.  All I could hear my Mom saying from the kitchen and she was talking to herself – thank goodness for Jo Seagar’s Cookbook.

Do any of you other peeps moms or dads talk to themselves?  What is with that?

My Mom’s friend from up the next community north was due to come and visit for lunch  – which is a treat because normally Mom goes to her house without Me – “fancy that“.   When  our visitor arrived, I was so very excited – because seldom do people – yeah – people and other peeps come into my Kennel, *pause*, I mean my House.   So I tend to be a bit bouncy ya know.   But then once I’m settled – I just lay there, looking for treats – or the occasional pat.   I really am the model peep.

When I was a puppy, My Mom bought me a kennel which is outside which I don’t use much.   Why?  Well I’m an indoor peep that’s why.   There is nothing better than sitting on Mom’s sofa – where my Mom and me sometimes relax.  I simply just love sitting by my Mom’s side, smelling her, knowing she luvs me as much as I luv her.  I am her shadow, her constant companion.

My Hideaway – among Mom’s Dahlias

My Mom has an overgrown flower bed,  and one of her favorite flowers are Dahlias – and behind the Dahlia bush is my favorite outdoor hideaway.  I could hear Mom call   – and I didn’t move – I was motionless and still.  Oh boy that was fun, but then, Mom came to the outside gate with my red lead, and although I couldn’t say boooooo I darted out into the center lawn, my tail was wagging, and my eyes were dancing, and I knew my Mom would be so very pleased to see me – Wrong!.    Then Mom took the lead away, told me off for not coming when called.  That wasn’t fair, I mean to say, Mom, I would never, ever,  leave ya!

Geee Mom,  you know in all the short years we have been together, I have never left the property without your knowledge or your consent and it ain’t going to change – I promise!    Why – because your my Number One and I am yours.

Make the most of every precious moment with your family, friends, and peeps because at the end of the day – all that remains is your memory of love shared.   Love binds us together.