Saturday 28 September 2013

My poor ears!!

My beloved mother knows how to torture me at times!

This morning she volunteered me for entertainment at a friends house whilst she popped to do some last minute shopping for a very special girls birthday.

She has two kidlets, one mi's age the other a little younger and much like a rather bouncy puppy!

I got to play all morning, tag, chase, fetch climbing frame, horsey and make them laugh. The little boy had a thing for my tail but seeing as I cant feel the thing where he was stomping on it, I didnt fuss ne bother but I did give him a proper tongue bath-much to his enjoyment. Mum spent most of the time looking very very frustrated by the kidlets noise and energy so much so she says she has a sore throat tee hee, yeah cheers dog!

We had a time out corner, which mum put us all in at some point, me included what? I had only sat on mis face and farted, whas wrong with that?????

Time came for me to go home with dad, as the kids where feeding me pastry which poor mum has had to put up with the smell from all evening, i luves pastry but it hates me! BOO HISS :(

I spent the afternoon cuddling mi on mum and dads bed as she was so tired she was crying her heart out, i didnt like it, mi only cries when shes tired or ill.

I have to say Carys-Ann is my new second fav child, she was so wonderful gave the best hugs and kisses and did as my mum told her, although her patting needs working on, she is a little rough, i forgive her shes only small.

I have been asking when are we going back mum dosnt answer, i know she and mi will be going back but why not me? Because me dear darling sprite, you think you are a human, and can play like a human but you are a dog a DOG, and a bloomin big one at that! 

I am in my basket, mum was going to watch Marley and me but chose not to because its very sad and has a dog like me in it.

Any ways im in my basket, chilling out snoring acting all cool

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I missed the best bit of my day! Because i was good this morning i got a whole flipping sausage in my tea tonight ooooh it was nice :)
x

Friday 27 September 2013

i am what i am......

And I AM SPRITICUS RARRRRRR!

Lol only kidding i dont rarr much unless you can count my singing as rarring, mum says otherwise i sound like a demented canary on over drive.

My mum, (pip) is typing this with a broken finger thanks to me so excuse punctuation and grammar!

Yes, thats right a broken finger thanks to moi! I cant help i get a naughty half  demented dog head on sometimes, im just like that orange and black stripy thing whats it called? Tigger, is that it? I get like him sometimes and all i want to do is bounce bounce bounce, and if mums attached well she needs to bounce to, although she says she would rather i didnt. I ended in my basket moaning and groaning as if i were dying after, mum paid no attention how mean?!

Any ways, I am a year and a 8 months old, not sure what that means, but i reckon its got to be around 12 human years? I was born 23rd of december 2011, just before christmas and given the rather un cool name of sprout. Mum wishes she had left me with that name but they changed it before they knew me he he! I came home when I was 11 weeks old and now have a human sister Mi (my) my pawtner in crime and feeder of scraps. I loves her i do, with all my big heart but by 6 in the evening i have had enough and i go with her upstairs for bedtime, which means i get to sit on the bed with her whilst mum tries and reads a story. Tries is a good word for that hullabaloo, as i try and sit on the book, mum, mi, toys or act the clown and fall off the bed on purpose to stop proceedings and get me all the attention.

Mum-and dad, have many many nicknames for me,including my full name Spritcus destructamus maximus norman price Needs, what a flaming mouthful?? Many other names are thrown in and quite a few are un repeatable moi a poo head me??? me ? ME? (mum says yes you!) 

I am the most loveable dog on earth but can drive mum to distraction, but she soon forgives me and lets me up for cuddles on her sofa in the evenings, thats my time to be me :)

Dad wants to train me as a gun dog, i dont know what a gun is but it sounds scary, i think i will stick to my bumper and tennis balls thank you, and rounding up odd children here and there. I am a class clown and would rather play than be serious. I like to sniff things, and eat the most inappropriate delicacies going  poo, bagies (mum says they might be called bagies but they shouldnt be eaten) , socks, pants, grass, tin foil, tennis balls and paper (cake paper is the best!).

Mums got so fed up with my naughty behaviour on walks i have gone back to puppy basics which sucks as i cant go play in the ponds and go bowling for magpies :( :(

I liked to relax, not stress, and get very upset if left for any time, like mum abandoning me Tuesday ALL morning, well she did have a valid set of reasons, but nothings a valid reason in my books.She pointed out i was warm safe had water and was comfy much more than many dogs have in a life time, mums great at guilt tripping, she says she has had seven years practice with dad so im a sinch hmmmmmmm dad should get mug written on his head, i wonder can i learn to write and hold a pen to for that hmmmmm evils plans in my head..........






Me mi, and dad