Introducing Wheels

Today I laid on Beanz's lovely beanbag bed. Truth be known I have been laying on it solidly for 9 days. I haven't even gone up to lie on the humans' bed at night. I only got up to eat and ... well... the other thing us cats are good at (apart from hunting).

While I sunned myself, Bamgee, TJam and Beanz went to the park to see Bready and Wheels. 

They were celebrating Wheels's 2nd birthday.

Wheels fed the ducks. He is so run-aroundy that he wears a lead, just like Beanz.

Between the house and the car, TJam misplaced Beanz's lunch, so TJam had to share her cheese and mustard sandwich with Beanz. Beanz seemed quite happy about it.

 Then they went on a Spooky Walk. Wheels has started talking to he could shout about the FACEs and SPIDERs that were hidden around the walk.

I'm not sure if TJam was expecting to sit on her beanbag chair when she got home, but in any case that was never going to happen. I have decided it is time for a change of scene.

Future Olympians?

Do we have famous contacts? Could these humans be ready for the next winter olympics, the UK wildcards?!

They certainly think they look the part.

Bready got a shove from the attendant's foot - seemed to do the trick...

and that could be a new world record!

(yeah, quickest time from the ice to the coffee shop)

Kindle Orphans

Us animals are becoming Kindle orphans: Bready, Bamgee and Unliz are all hooked!
(note to Brazil - a Kindle is like a computer that holds all your books, just in case you were wondering)

but it's ok because I chewed up Bready's adapter plug.
Dogs 1 : Humans 1
That'll teach TJam not to ponder the fact that I haven't chewed anything for a while.

Welcome home from wherever you went.
I will only half hide my handy work with this enormous squeaky toy.
And do not leave us alone again...

Humans Go Ape

TJam has pretty much highjacked my blog today.

At the weekend, she and Bready left us dogs to guard the house, and then they went off and had loads of fun. They did not take us because they said we would not have enjoyed it. On this occasion, I concede they are right. TJam says thank you Bready for a fab birthday present...

My Weekend

I have mostly been laying around on this lovely weekend. Although I did spend Friday night in the porch. Curiosity got the better of me as the dogs came in from their last walk of the evening, I popped into the porch but TJam didn't see me. She thought it was quiet during the night but only came looking for me on Saturday morning. I made her feel suitably guilty and she still owes me one.

I made up for it by sunning myself all weekend.

The humans deserted me on Saturday night to go out for dinner with Unliz, Bready and Coach. They had a lovely curry.

TJam is buzzing now because out on her walk today, she saw none other than David Bellamy. He was doing a tour and talk about local woodland. The dogs went and only slightly disgraced her by eating something unmentionable and then half a cheesecake that someone had dropped. A minor blip really. Look, here is DAVID BELLAMY talking to the people.

Spring Bulbs

Last weekend (yes I know, we've been slow bloggers...) we went for a walk with The Geordegian and Bready. They wanted to go and have a look at the bulbs. The bulbs are starting to make an appearance...

The Geordegian threw some stones into the river for Beanz (at the grandly named beach) but Bready stayed safely up on the bank. She needed to keep her brain dry to do her assignments.

Bank Holiday Gales

Well, we went camping this Bank Holiday.

It didn't start off that well, if I'm honest. TJam overslept and then when she was doing a final clean of cat litter tray, the bag burst on the only square metre of carpet in the house. We got caught in a diversion and Beanz was sick in the van.

By the time we arrived though, we were feeling fine and ready to go.

Beanz and I are getting much better at camping and by the first evening, I was so settled I was falling asleep while on guard. I decided to let a few people (and dogs) walk past without barking. They're just not worth it.

On Sunday, we went for a treck. We came around this bit of mountain (with a lot of rock clambering and neck-risking) and had a quick photoshoot on the Billy Goats Gruff bridge (the trolls were on holiday, thank goodness).

Then, as the heavens opened, we found a cafe and decided to spend the afternoon there!

As you may or may not know, I have the fastest tongue in the Northern Hemisphere. I have to practise on a regular basis to maintain my world class prowess. A wet afternoon seemed the perfect opportunity to get in a couple of rounds. First I enlisted the help of my able assistant Bamgee (she got away just in time!)

And then, able assistant number 2, TJam. I had got into my stride by that time, and was quite the speedy one.

I was under strict instruction to keep my tongue firmly in my mouth while the humans ate...

It's cruelty I tells ya. Cruelty! I decided to develop my powers of telekinesis but I just wasn't strong enough.

The Gales and rain really came into force by the time we walked back to the campsite. Over half the campers upped and left. The ones who were out for a long day's treck, only to crawl home looking forward to hopping into their dry sleeping bag in their lovely warm tent were going to be in for a bit of a shock.

The campsite had to erect a tent graveyard (/recycling area).

We tucked ourselves up in our (still standing) tent and the humans cheered themselves by creating a dining room in the porch with red wine and chocolate. The plastic tea set only added to the atmosphere.

Our own tent survived the night with only a split pole.

By the next day, the sun had come out again, although the winds were still... well.... "severe" probably covers it. 3 humans managed to pack the tent away and we went for a lovely walk.

Bready had a sit by the stream...

... and we had a little paddle...

...before we braved the Bank Holiday traffic to come home.

Carlsberg has forgiven TJam for forgetting to press "start" on her 2nd feeder so she only had dried food for a whole day. Diddums. She should try being a dog.