Sunday, September 17, 2006

Sundays roast chicken and other stuff

I've decided I like Sundays. A whole week out of rescue!

Goods things in my first week - two new laps to sit in, bonios, interesting walks, a nice garden, a rubber bone, a tennis ball with a rope on the end, a new internet friend called Royce and best of all the wonderful smell of roast chicken currently wafting from the oven, I've got to figure out a way to get my paws on it before they eat it all.

Tricky situations - the bed problem (still no luck), the humans insisting on toys being returned to their feet (very undignified) surely it's more fun chasing round the garden with them in your mouth?

All in all I think I've land squarely on four paws, of course the girls at the centre did their best to make me feel at home but you can't beat your own sofa.

Got to rush now I think the chickens nearly ready.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

The Boomarang thingy

An interesting day today, unfortunately I'm still on the expanding lead at present so opportunities for slipping under the odd field gate are limited. The humans keep throwing things for me to pick up, pretty routine stuff for a fast retriever like me. Anyway this afternoon they produced of all things a boomarang, well even I know that's supposed to come back of its own accord. Anyway I fetched it a few times just to humour them then I danced away with it just for a lark. Well I can tell you it didn't go down very well, these humans are very slow at chasing games and after a few laps of the garden they gave up and went inside, leaving me like a chump in the garden on my todd.

Whatever next!!!!


Here are some great pictures of the very handsome Royce. Thanks for the advice on handling the humans - it's nice to know you've been out of rescue for so long.

Friday, September 15, 2006

Training the humans!

Well, what can I say these humans are very slow on the uptake. I am trying to train them but it's a bit of an uphill struggle. I still can't take my rightful place on the bed at night and now it seems that my exuberant barking and leaping in the car is also frowned upon. On the plus side however I have a new bone (unfortunately the top on the squeeky carrot didn't stand up to a bit of good old fashioned chewing and it seems to have disappeared - personally I blame the health and safety police). So all in all I can't complain too much.

If any other rescue dogs out there have any tips on training the servants I would be pleased to hear from them (photos welcome).

Charlie (alias Wolfie) dog.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Last night the servants made me sleep on the floor, I just couldn't believe it. They had the bed and just couldn't see the injustice of the situation. I suppose today I'll have to go into extra cute mode to win them over. Posted by Picasa
Things are looking up today - from rescue centre to a new home with two servents who so far seem trainable (although they don't seem to know how to fetch a stick yet)! Posted by Picasa