Fowlmead Country Park, here I come!
Yes, you guessed it: Mum had a day off from work today so that she could
get back to feeling like a proper person entertain me :)
We went over to Granny and Grandad’s for lunch first – and while we were there I showed off my excellent header skills with the football. Soon enough, it was time to harness up and get on the road to the park.
Molly spent the whole journey in the car trying to make a comfy bed on Mum’s back seat and I barked at the electric windows – in the hope that they would open. Sometimes they do…but I can’t quite work out who controls them…yet!
The park was awesome as ever. Birds, toadstools, fish, cyclists, ice cream. The list goes on. One thing I wasn’t quite so keen on was the extreme wind today:
Did someone say ‘Chewbacca’?
It’s hard to see all of the squirrels when you’ve got hair blowing everywhere. Even worse, it’s hard for everyone to see how handsome I really am!
Yesterday, I found a hat down the back of the sofa. And it wasn’t just any hat. It was woolly on the outside, fleecy on the inside. It had dangly ear bits and tassels. Best of all, it had a huge pom pom on top. Yesssss!!!
Here’s what happened next:
Oh, and as for the title of this post, well Grandad’s nickname for me is ‘Bear’ and Mum just loves those crazy crisp critters, so it was the perfect fit!
Everyone loves a flashback. No prizes for the spot the difference though I’m afraid!
Me when Mum and Dad first brought me home:
Dad has been away this weekend, so it’s been a good opportunity to spend some quality time with
Mum’s bed Mum. This picture pretty much says it all!
I’ll have to submit a request to ‘The Management Committee’ for a King Size!
Note from Hector’s Mum: actually, that picture doesn’t even tell half the story! He snuck upstairs while I was getting changed, plundered the laundry basket for underwear, and proceeded to chew it on the bed. The real deal:
Nom nom nom…this bra tastes amazing!
We’ve had some massive storms this week – torrential rain, enormous peals of thunder and really spectacular sheet lightning. I’ve been showing my appreciation by hiding under the furniture…I mean…um…I definitely think you get the best view of the stormy skies from down low.
I’ve also been tucking my tail in between my legs…ahem…just so it doesn’t act as a lightning conductor you understand. After all, I do know a lot about physics.
Mum has also needed a lot of protection during the storms, so I’ve been sitting on her lap quite a bit. The things we dogs have to do for our humans!
As you’ve probably gathered, Mum and Dad pretty much spend their whole lives entertaining me…taking me out…and buying me prezzies. Now that the Christmas ranges are hitting the shops, Mum just can’t help but pick up the odd little toy to put a smile on my face (note from Hector’s Mum: actually, to keep him busy for two whole minutes…if we’re lucky).
Yesterday, she came home with this:
Less than 24 hours later, it looks like this:
The sound it makes is incredible! So loud! I’ve been pushing it up against Dad’s legs to get the full effect. Brilliant. Pretty sure the neighbours love it too.
Can’t wait to see what my actual Christmas present will be now. Perhaps it’ll be a giant squeaky Octopus? Or a stocking full of treats? Christmas Pudding flavour ice cream maybe? Or perhaps Mum will persuade Dad that I really do need a doggy friend? (Hint, hint).
It’s been another tough day. First, Dad took me on a morning ‘cat walk’ around the village. Then we returned home for some breakfast and a game of ‘pinch the underwear off the washing line’. Never fails to entertain!
At lunch time, we went to the pet shop where lots of nice people stroked me (note from Hector’s Mum: and stroked his ego) and we got plenty of tasty treats. Next stop, the beach. Here I am doing my best to look like a model dog…or is that a dog model?
Hope you enjoy (as much as I did)!
Ears blowing – check. Far away gaze – check.
Puppy dog eyes – check.
Cornish vanilla ice cream lipstick – check.