No doubt you all remember the beautiful Sage, but here’s an updated photo from her lovely Mum, Karen. Wow. What a stunner!
Note to self: begin saving up for a ticket to America 🙂
So, as you guys know, I enjoy a lot of games. But there’s nothing better than the ‘get a human to kick stones on the beach’ game (hmm…might need to think of a better name for that one)!
Here are the rules of play:
Here’s a handy visual guide:
Why not give it a go yourself? I promise you’ll enjoy it.
What a Summer it has been! Once again, I’ve been so busy being stopped by admirers in the street (note from Hector’s Mum: more like pleading with anyone and everyone to pay you some attention) that I haven’t had much time to blog…so here’s a recap on the highlights of Summer 2015 for you.
1. My 2nd birthday!
Well, I’m pretty sure that I’m now 2 years old since Mum and Dad made me an awesome card (see below). That said, whenever strangers ask Mum how old I am, she always says ‘oh, he’s still quite young, only about 18 months, which is why he’s a bit silly and over the top.’ Charming.
2. The arrival of Mr Frog.
Now, anyone who knows me knows how much I love a good squeaky toy. This summer, a truly marvellous one arrived. Green – check. Annoyingly loud – check. Small enough to fit quite far in my mouth so no one can take it off me – check. Not yet been thrown over the neighbour’s fence – check. Love him. LOVE HIM!
3. The car and the fence.
Being a border collie (sort of), I do love a good stalk. I’m not talking plants. I’m talking crouching down and hunting cars. Oh yeah. I stalk cars from a mile away! Mum and Dad have tried EVERYTHING they can to stop me doing it, because it’s apparently a ‘bad habit’ (but then I always hear them talking about how people should have hobbies…hypocrites). Needless to say, I totally disregard anything that comes out of their mouths on the matter.
So when we were at Granny and Grandad’s over the summer and a big Land Rover drove by the field very quickly, I decided I’d jump the five foot fence into the lane and hunt it down. I managed to run a few circles around the car before Mum made it over the fence (rather slowly I might add) and flagged the driver down. Spoil sport.
4. A new friend.
When Mum started her latest job over the summer, she discovered that one of her new colleagues had the (mis)fortune to have just acquired a puppy…a Bordoodle named Roxie. She lives up in Scotland, lucky thing! Does she remind you of anyone?
5. The husband swap.
Finally, one of my favourite moments of the summer was when a lady who was cuddling me in the pet shop asked if she could swap me for her husband. Apparently, I’d be much nicer to sit with on the sofa of an evening – but just as hairy and warm 🙂
Is my head getting a bit big these days? Of course not!!
It’s Spring…therefore…the ice cream parlours are back open. Thank the Lord!
If only the service were a bit quicker. Apparently they don’t all speak dog and some still require a human slave to do the ordering. Really?
Anyway, got it in the end. Bliss! Until some bloke on a bike looked like he was gonna steal it. But I saw him off with a huge helping of side eye 😉 No one comes between me and my cornet!
What’s the difference between a Bordoodle and a bear?
Not a whole lot apparently!
What’s a guy to do when big white flakes start falling from the sky? Yep. You got it in one!
So here I am clowning around in the snow, maybe eating a bit of it, maybe skidding up and down the decking. You know, Bordoodle stuff 🙂
We went for our traditional Sunday lunchtime walk along the beach today and saw something quite marvellous. Not a cat. Not a big bag of chips with my name on it. But an enormous climbing frame, also known as a vintage Routemaster bus. Brilliant!
Do you think I might be able to have one for my birthday?