tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341722182011-07-28T15:41:52.983+01:00DIARY OF A RESCUE POODLECharlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.comBlogger481100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-74596705763212853252008-12-21T12:52:00.004Z2008-12-21T13:03:35.051Z

Hi every dog,Been busy lately as you can see, so I've not got much blogging done. Had a bit of a surprise yesterday when a new boy turned up, all cute and fluffy, the nerve of the kid!Anyway I've been playing it cool and ignoring the boy and to be fair he has not caused too much trouble so far but you can never tell with these youngsters, a toy here some grub there before you know it they think

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-52246704520306205212008-04-06T09:20:00.004+01:002008-04-06T21:34:52.377+01:00

What a difference a day makes, yesterday it was Spring this morning WOW it's snowing. English weather is so weird no snow all winter in my garden until April when the sun's supposed to be out.

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-5634181015874648542008-04-05T18:35:00.002+01:002008-04-05T18:40:44.380+01:00

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-31929476754457379702008-03-29T19:28:00.005Z2008-03-29T20:59:15.720Z

WOOLY BULLYApparently my nick name is the Woolly Bully, I have to say I think this is grossly unfair. It's true that I am sometimes quite vocal with my opinions but 'bully' me!For instance if your clumsy human steps on you do you a) hold your paw up and whimper pitifully or b) stand your ground and do a full on bark to let them know how stupid they are. Well no contest really, they do need

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-78651154281227038402008-03-18T20:59:00.007Z2008-03-18T21:52:33.392Z

This morning seemed to start normally enough Hazel & Laurie sitting in bed drinking coffee and discussing that the birds seemed to be making usually loud noises (there was some speculation that the sparrows might be jumping up and down on the guttering ) anyway I was only half listening until Laurie got up and dressed. Then we went downstairs as usual and Laurie let me out in the garden for my

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-62522180783119536072008-02-27T22:16:00.002Z2008-02-27T22:36:27.072Z

Hi Every dog, There seems to be a rumour going round that I have been kidnapped by aliens and have thus been prevented from blogging. As you can seen this is totally untrue, I have merely been perfecting my tan in time for the long summer days to come. Hazel has suggested that she thinks I may have over done it (she says pale is interesting, huh, she's just jealous). I would also say she has been

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-74742316387809455242007-12-30T21:13:00.000Z2007-12-30T21:50:49.431Z

INTRODUCING CHARLIE TWO ARE YOU SURE HE'S OK HAZEL?BETTER JUST HAVE A SNIFF MIGHT BE OK I SUPPOSE NOSE TO NOSE NO PROBLEM BETTER JUST CLEAN HIS EARS!Santa sent us this cute little chap, he barks, walks and does a cute little play bow!

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-15206320126957768282007-12-24T18:31:00.000Z2007-12-24T18:47:23.519Z

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-49530717508432780722007-12-11T22:24:00.000Z2007-12-11T22:28:34.361Z

Sniff over to here for a seasonal treat from Hazel's Mum.http://dinosaursetc.blogspot.com/I think the biggest lunch was for 23!

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-64716093398148776032007-12-08T09:50:00.000Z2007-12-08T11:05:41.157Z

I posted this bug shot to show Simba the interesting bugs you get in France. I am hoping to go next year if the humans get my jabs done (ouch) and work out how to subdue my enthusiam in the car!This chap was around 8" long, I'm not sure what type of lizard he is but he would probably be fun to chase! Lots of walks, yummy food and sunshine - I can't wait (Hazel says she can't wait either as she's

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-56066934758528372412007-12-07T23:20:00.000Z2007-12-07T23:37:05.272Z

Wow what a boring day, Hazel refused to get out of bed. Every time I barked a bit of encouragement she just groaned and said no Charlie my throats sore and then she coughed loudly and wouldn't move. None of my poodley tricks helped she stayed put all day. At least it's Saturday tomorrow so Laurie will be around to keep me entertained. I don't think the humans realise just how much entertainment a

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-10401301522820340272007-12-03T15:47:00.000Z2007-12-04T12:08:00.893Z

I have been asked why my humans could only be rescued by a poodle, well the answer is simple, they've got FORM! So I got them to hunt through all their photographs so I could show you guys their poodle history. FIRST LAURIELAURIE AND BIMBim was a large miniature (if that makes sense). He used to take Laurie for a walk in the park and would quite often deliberately lose him (which is no way to

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-52869925907349630242007-11-29T17:02:00.000Z2007-11-29T19:35:56.038Z

I wag and stretch, just like any other day,But they turn away, they just don't know what to say,In the car I look out at the country passing by,It has to be done they say with unhappy sigh.Out of the car in a strange place,They dare not even look at my face,Then it's into a cage and a signature given,Out of the gate my people have driven.I sit down and howl, oh why have they left me?I don't

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-23625780283130335942007-11-26T22:22:00.000Z2007-11-26T23:00:22.008Z

Hey look at me practicing my rock climbing, I might need a paw up as it's difficult to get a grip. Hard to believe but when I first came out of rescue I wouldn't even climb the stairs. Now I scoot up and down all day in the office - piece of cake!

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-39827403706982261692007-11-23T21:38:00.000Z2007-11-23T21:49:22.135Z

I got in to trouble at work this week. I was just patrolling the office in my usual efficient manner when I smelt something fishy so of course I thought it might be contraband and I'd better investigate. Upon further investigation which involved unwrapping some rather tricky tin foil I discovered a tasty tuna fish sandwich. Well I was just about to test it when Di said "hey that's my lunch" and

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-10097817235596587692007-11-21T16:22:00.000Z2007-11-22T12:06:13.553Z

I have decided to pass on the be the blog award to T-Man for his services to blogging and devotion to bringing fun to the lives of other dog bloggers. Keep up the good work T-Man.http://preciouspoodle.blogspot.com/ Visit T-Man on this link.Criket says that Johann says: this award is presented to a successful blogger, one who can “be the blog” - making it their own, staying with it, interacting

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-79947043399956383352007-11-17T20:03:00.000Z2007-11-17T21:54:54.308Z

Some dogs will do anything for a lap!

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-31816947281959529842007-11-14T19:20:00.000Z2007-11-14T19:51:09.729Z

I had a dream, worldwide recognition for my blog, then wow I woke up and danced for joy - dreams really do come true - Crikit, Sparky and Ginger gave me a blog award - how cool is that? Reach for the sky dog bloggers, I will be having a 'thunk' about who to pass on the honour to.WICKED OR WHAT!!! Well, Criket says that Johann says: this award is presented to a successful blogger, one who can “be

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-45900844775352490982007-11-13T21:01:00.000Z2007-11-13T21:01:11.513Z

When Grandma and Grandad bought their new sofa they said no doggies allowed, can you guess how long it lasted!!!The handsome chap (don't tell him I said so) in the picture is Spock he usually lives with my human's sister and he seems to be making himself right at home ( I hope Grandma hasn't given him all the chicken)........Grrrrrr

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-63227328694733238652007-11-12T19:57:00.000Z2007-11-12T20:09:49.871Z

Hi GuysThis is me practicing my devil dog routine. Although I'm normally a fluffy cuddly type of chap I can do scary when required (especially when someone who shall remain nameless has wound me up by dumping me in the bath). A flashing eye a wolfish grin , I scare the living daylights out of myself.

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-57347133364257136522007-11-09T13:52:00.000Z2007-11-09T14:05:45.302Z

Instruction for Sparky to get his burger back from Fatso cat.1. Print the above as large as possible, then cut round cat - extra neat.2. Paste on a convenient patio door (picture facing in)!3. Place fat cat's food bowl by the picture.4. Hide close by and make mewling noises to get fat cat's attention.5. Fat cat will leap up race over and knock himself out attacking the pretend cat, THUS ALLOWING

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-75263207303560937682007-10-13T17:04:00.000+01:002007-10-13T17:46:34.650+01:00

This is my new group on face book, dedicated to stopping poodle name abuse.I vote for Tony (bad hair) Blair, when did you ever hear of a poodle waging war on another country?Never, I might occasionally wage war on a postman, squirrel, cat, bird or any other critter entering my territory, but country no way. The point being 'entering on my territory'. So lay off the comparisons.Who is your

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-25875076022341296252007-10-11T16:56:00.000+01:002007-10-11T16:56:32.980+01:00

This is me having my first session of hypnosis. She who must be obeyed claims it will stop me getting over excited in the car. She nearly had heart failure the other morning when we stopped in the car park and she got out and went to get me out and found I'd disappeared. Well I thought maybe I can get out on the front passenger side instead of out the back, so I wriggled under the front seat and

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-20395017196975714362007-10-07T19:53:00.000+01:002007-10-07T20:46:29.071+01:00

Charlie is very sad to announce the death of his big friend Flynn. He is pictured in the post 'Barbeque suprise'. He was a gentle giant and his human friends David and Jane, and his doggy friend Flo are very sad.Flynn was 15 years old which is an amazing age for a big dog of varied heritage and he was kind and friendly to humans and dogs alike.Love and licks to all his friends who miss him

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-16631141885863213112007-10-03T20:18:00.001+01:002009-04-10T21:21:38.397+01:00

Please note no teddy's were injured in the making of this post.

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-16511977496767159832007-08-19T21:17:00.000+01:002007-10-07T20:50:48.741+01:00

We're going to a barbecue they said, that's good I thought - plenty of grub slipped under the table to a small, appealing, hungry poodle. What a shock - when I got there the biggest dog I've ever met (more of a pony really) was already on station. In fact I suspect he had been there some time considering how big he was. It made me a bit nervous to start with I can tell you. However after a while

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-53929144150126175552007-07-29T20:29:00.000+01:002007-07-29T22:02:01.633+01:00

Being a friendly sort of fellow I like to stay with the folks sometimes, you know spread the fluff about a bit and blag a bit of chicken. On my latest stop off I spotted this picture of a couple of interlopers called Spock and Kitty (someone must have blabbed about the chicken). What really confused me is why a pretty cute white dog would be called Kitty? Maybe her humans meant to get a cat and

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-57083316361431736572007-07-25T20:30:00.000+01:002007-07-25T20:30:55.663+01:00

I'm worn out, I've been spending a lot of time trying to train the humans and sometimes they are just impossibly dim. Now even pups know that bells mean 'space invaders' and that requires barking and general alarm signals all round. My humans however ignore all bells except the rather annoying one on the cooker, which gets them jumping around/falling over me/cursing-steam-general panic and

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-40044965582851158352007-07-21T22:00:00.000+01:002007-07-21T22:00:40.378+01:00

Best foot forward, one two three, one two three. Tricky this dancing, counting one two three when you've got four legs to move!

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-5122388466994476932007-07-15T19:22:00.000+01:002007-07-15T19:27:12.728+01:00

Been watching America's got talent and I thought wow I could do that, so I went out into the garden for my first practice today. I have to say it didn't seem to go down very well with the humans. I suppose I shouldn't really be suprised it's hard to educate them in the finer things of doggy life. Anyway I will keep practising my best Poochini arias in the hope of making the Big Apple for the

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-41968274053064219692007-07-12T21:14:00.000+01:002007-07-12T21:18:40.247+01:00

YUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-26503283720014767132007-07-12T20:13:00.000+01:002007-07-12T20:19:04.714+01:00

If I had a poodle, I'd poodle in the morningI'd poodle in the evening, all over this landHe'd bark out the danger, he'd bark out a warningHe'd bark out the love for bones and balls and biscuitsAll over this land.woof woof oo oo !!!!!!! (thanks Charlie for allowing me to post to your blog, I can't let you have all the fun).

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-47149885085290949002007-07-02T16:09:00.000+01:002007-07-03T22:00:13.249+01:00

Now some readers will know that I take my job as security guard quite seriously. So with this in mind when we stopped off at the garage the other morning on the way to work and my male human left his keys in the car with me in it, I thought I'd better do something about it (after all I didn't want anyone stealing the car with me in it). So first I tried barking at him in my best you'd better

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-81554325531665219082007-04-04T23:24:00.000+01:002007-07-03T22:30:28.426+01:00

I thought I was just going to watch while she cleaned the bath, the next thing I know she'd grabbed the plastic apron and dropped me in it (most undignified). Shampoo everywhere, water everywhere and you should have seen the colour, yuk. I must admit however that my coat does scrub up rather well and I am now a rather glossier black than I was before. Strange isn't how black goes grey when it's

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-20693693715308719972007-04-04T23:00:00.000+01:002007-04-04T23:01:15.829+01:00

When I heard the humans talking about spring cleaning this morning I didn't realise they meant me!

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-52951646290274529872007-03-17T12:41:00.000Z2007-03-17T13:00:37.898Z

Spotted this strange dog in the garden this morning, so I thought I'd better check him out. Bit of a strange fellow, no smell to speak of and a bit cold and stand offish!

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-67629834921539044042007-03-13T16:08:00.000Z2007-03-13T16:08:49.321Z

 

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-6301459489014657152007-03-12T19:16:00.000Z2007-03-13T16:13:28.983Z

I've been watching a bit of Crufts this weekend and usually there's quite a few poodles around, not this time, practically no coverage (don't know what's happening but I hope I haven't gone out of fashion). I've always considered myself to be a pretty hip and happening sort of dog, trendy shaggy haircut and all that sort of thing (slightly grey and rather distinguished beard). It terrifys me to

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-3176300638208283602007-03-04T16:57:00.000Z2007-03-08T18:14:42.600Z

I'm finding this recycling lark quite tiring, the humans gave me this to chew up into small pieces so they can use them to light the fire. The tube was a yard long when I started out and I can tell you it's jolly hard work. Okay I suppose I've had a bit of fun dragging it about and jumping on it so it rolls away, but on the whole it's just rip, rip, rip. Good job I've kept my knashers in good

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-37543457556514599572007-02-24T21:15:00.000Z2007-02-24T21:16:18.556Z

I've been trying to teach the humans how to play a very simple game called 'fight me for the biscuit'. They are such slow learners, it's a really simple game - they throw the biscuit, I leap on it and toss it about a bit then they have to try and get it back but because I'm a super fast poodle they always loose. Now you have to admit it's not too complicated but they just don't seem to

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-78551310186864529632007-02-21T19:31:00.000Z2007-02-23T14:33:09.530Z

I can't believe that any programme maker could be so irresponsible as to make 'Dog Borstal'. I watch in amazement as they wreck the training that dogs have worked so hard on. Humans are difficult to train at the best of times without interfering busybodies undoing all our hard work!Dogs unite in protest give them some paws for thought. We mustn't take this lying down, perhaps we should start a

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-20044341707662743892007-02-19T19:45:00.000Z2007-02-21T19:30:43.139Z

Well guys it may have taken me a while to get round to it, but I think it's time for an update. I never really saw myself as a working dog, you know the smart haircut and all that fussy stuff (more of a dive through a hedge and into a puddle sort up till now), however the new folks are accountants so I get to hang out at the office a fair bit and wow before long I was guarding the door and of

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-1158516618526791612006-09-17T18:56:00.000+01:002006-09-17T19:56:19.003+01:00

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

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-1158440774235603572006-09-16T21:49:00.000+01:002006-09-16T22:06:14.250+01:00

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

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-1158407213035552492006-09-16T12:31:00.000+01:002006-09-16T18:36:37.976+01:00

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.

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-1158349745741218092006-09-15T20:38:00.000+01:002006-09-15T20:58:39.426+01:00

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

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-1157924096429205132006-09-10T22:34:00.000+01:002006-09-16T18:03:40.056+01:00

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.

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34172218.post-1157917318533312842006-09-10T19:52:00.000+01:002006-09-10T20:41:58.536+01:00

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)! 

Charlie doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16405505550522202774noreply@blogger.com4