As it was such a scorcher, we all went to Dover beach today. It was amazing – lots of people, bikes, dogs, smells…you name it. Naturally I was desperate to go in the water, but it was so busy with swimmers and windsurfers that Dad thought I might make a nuisance of myself (shocker)! Thankfully though, there was another treat in store for me:
Can I get any closer to this cone?
Sat at the end of the bench where I was scoffing my ice cream was a lovely old lady who kept watching me and smiling. Just as I finished off the cone, she said “that’s made my day”. It turns out that she, now 90, grew up with dogs. More than anything, she missed having dogs around the house, she said. So I went over to her, put my feet on the edge of the bench and gave her a big kiss on the cheek. Awww.
Perhaps there is a career for me in visiting retirement homes? Well, as long as they have plenty of insurance in place ☺
Bank holiday weekend – excellent – that means lots of dogs in the park. And lots of picnics for me to examine 😉
Even better, Dad is away this weekend for work (that’s not the good bit), so Mum has been taking me to the park by herself. She’s absolutely rubbish at walking fast, so I’ve been making sure she keeps pace by pulling really hard on the lead. It’s SO much fun. I think she’s been loving it too…especially the bit when I almost pulled her in the river – you should have heard the squeal of excitement that came out of her mouth. Honestly, it was embarrassingly loud.
Hector in the park? Nah, too well behaved.
Other than chilling at the park, we’ve spent quite a bit of time at Granny and Grandad’s this weekend. Molly has hurt her foot, so I’ve been trying to amuse myself over there (sort of). Today, I took myself upstairs and jumped on Granny’s comfy bed. Then I went into the conservatory, where I protected Grandad from a vicious dog that was standing just outside (note from Hector’s Mum: it was actually H’s own reflection in the glass). After such a dangerous and stressful incident, I went and helped myself to a pig’s ear from the back of the kitchen counter for a little light relief.
I am a good boy. It’s no wonder everybody loves me.
Squirrels? Let me at ’em! (Said in best Scrappy Doo voice).
Hey folks, I’m back. Sorry it’s been a while, but being such a famous hound, I have so little time to myself now. Yeah, I wish. One day. Yes, one day, someone will talent spot me…just you wait.
In preparation for that day, I’ve had a smashing haircut and have been doing LOTS of exercise. Mum even took me back to the doggy pool. It was awesome:
Yeah, I could go off by myself, but Mum has only been swimming for 30 odd years, so she might need my help. I’ll stay close to her.
This brings a whole new meaning to joined at the hip…
Yes, this really IS me lying down quietly. Captured on camera for all you unbelievers to see!
In other news, I recently spent a week on a lads’ holiday (at home with Dad) cos Mum had to go to Singapore for work. We ate rubbish and stayed up late. Dad also let me on the sofa…brilliant!
I did manage to pick up a bit of a cough from all the midnight partying, but now I’m back on top form. In fact, I’ve been feeling so good lately that I’ve been helping out loads more round the house…gathering up laundry, making sure there are no tea towels left lying on the counter, cleaning bowls and plates, draining coffee cups. You name it, I’m your man.