Friday, 30 September 2016

Another swim for me!

Hi Woofers!

Us again, Daisy, Holly, Miss May, Miss Wendy and Freddy de Ferret!

It's Friday!

Tomorrow we will have an extra ten minutes in bed! However, today we were up at our normal time and down the beach in time to see the first of the carriers arrive at Sheerness!

Sheerness in the morning sun!
 Miss May was being a pickle, she pinched the ball from me and started to dig her hole so she could bury the ball!

I mean, that's My Job!

This is how it's done!
You know, she is getting more demanding every day!

Her place is normally at the back but she has been pushing her way up the line!

Come on, it's my turn up the front!
Fred and Wendy don't have any plans on taking over, they are normally so far back we have to set up camp to wait for them!

The tide was right in so I was straight in for a splash about and Old Two Legs even found a bit of wooden root that I had fun fetching and chewing!

It's OK, I can see it!
In the end I got a bit worn out so OTL called me back and I enjoyed a good roll in the grass.

The only problem was that I picked up a load of those horrid little burrs that stick to your hair and are a pig to get out!

This is getting tiring!
In the end I was pleased I lost the stick!

It was fun when we got back to the car 'cos I had to stand on the ferret cage while OTL picked the burrs out of my hair. The ferrets were calling out that the burrs didn't stick to them 'cos they have silky smooth hair that burrs don't stick to!

Show offs!

Still, we got OTL to ourselves tomorrow so we are looking forward to some fun and games!

See you tomorrow!


Daisy, Holly, Miss May, Miss Wendy and Freddy de Ferret.


  1. Evening little maties down by the seaside. Sounds like you had a lovely day. I think Miss May has decided she's a woofer now and not a ferret. I suppose she spends so much time digging that she quite likes having something to bury. Glad Wendy and Freddy aren't getting too bossy or you and Holly chops would be on the bottom rung in the pecking order. Hope OTL's paw feels better today, he certainly managed to take some lovely photos. Now Daisy and Holly, I need your advice. There is something living underneath our shed, now I reckon it's a nest of nargle, I can hear them giggling and making plans to come out and attack and I can sniff them too. Now my mum says there's no nargles or any other monster living under the shed, she says they would bang their heads on the shed floor and she would her it if they were there. Now last night I was giving it some woofs, and you know me, I don't woof at all. Well my mum chased me away, so wot I want to know is, how do I make my mum believe me that there are monsters there, they might be nargles, they might be yakky darrs, I dunno but I do know they're there. I'm off out to do a patrol soon, I hope my mum comes with me cos they might get me if I'm on my own. I hope you get good muggings tonight and have a lay in in the morning. Love, licks, wags and sniffs from little (check under the shed before going to bed) Arch and Mr (daft little woofer) Nipper xxxxxxxx

  2. Here I am in Durham, at the Beamish Living Museum, a fantastic place and woofers can go everywhere except in the food selling places so it is good for the 4legs as well. Glad you still have the ball and remember that Daisy rules supreme. Do you think Archie has nargles under his shed, maybe you should go visit him and sort them out. xxxxx