Sunday, 7 May 2017

Sailors and Ball Thieving!

Hello Woofers!

It's us again, Daisy, Holly, Miss May, Miss Wendy, Freddy and Eric de Ferret!

Today has been a fun day, it started off with me getting kicked off the bed by The Missus!

I mean, you would not believe that a Two Legs can make such a song and dance about sleeping! Old Two Legs sleeps without moving, just like Holly and me. Maybe a little twitch now and again but mostly zonked out!

Not TM, she has a route march all over the bed, then she plays football, scoring a goal and jumping all over the place to celebrate the goal!

I got kicked out of bed and straight into the back of the net!

A little later than normal I limped out to the car and we were off to the beach!

When we got out of the car we noticed the wind had dropped, it was still coldish but no wind!

We headed off towards the beach, I stopped to investigate a sniff and Holly wandered off. Then, all of a sudden she was jumping up and down, woofing and waving her tail and calling out 'Hello Sailor'!

I thought she had really lost it but I looked over to where she was waving and saw what she saw!

All the Sailors 'Sailing By'
Holly was getting all excited and she didn't see Bert coming along the path wagging his tail!

Bert is in love with Holly but she just acts like a big tart, waggling her tail!

Back home OTL finally finished all his paperwork and set about planning what he is going to do next week!

Lunchtime we were down the beach again and while we were on the beach I saw this old bozo of a sheep dog playing with two balls. Then he dropped one into the water, so, me being a good, kind, helpful woofer, I said I'd pick it up for him!

Touch it and you're a dead dog!
Unfortunately he didn't see it my way and started to grumble at me, just like Holly does when she thinks I'm going to steal her chew!

As if!

Mind you, I must admit that I did have plans for that ball!

Miss May called out that if I attracted his attention, she would run up and grab the ball for me!

Go on, I'm ready to grab it!
It was at that point, OTL stepped in and told me to leave the bozo alone and Miss May had to get back to digging the beach up.

Boo, Hiss!

Eric, he had already decided that the best place to be was as far away from bozo woofers and suicidal ferrets!

I'm off, you're all mad!
It was at that moment that the bozo's own TL came marching along he beach, so it was Bye Bye to the ball and off home we go!

As normal, the whole village was full of visitors cars and all parking had been taken, so, OTL had to put the car on the garage front and as he got out of the car he spotted a very small moth resting on the garage door. Getting his camera out he managed to get this shot. Not bad really, considering the fact that the distance between wing tip to wing tip was only ten millimetres!

This is a Small Dusty Wave
 Talking of waves, Holly has been practising her 'Wave' to everyone we passed and calling out 'Hello Sailors'!


See you all tomorrow!


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

1 comment:

  1. Afternoon little maties down where the sailors are. Daisy, I've asked my mum and she said yes, you can come and live with us and you can have all the space on the bed you need. My mum only uses a little bit of space on our kingsized bed, the rest is mine and I'm very happy to share with you. As for that vicious strange woofer, I'll come and sort him out, wot a cheek, playing with 2 balls on YOUR beach!! Good on Miss May, now I now a TL who she reminds me of. Glad you all had some decent weather down there today, it's not been too bad here either. We've had a lazy day cos my mum worked this morning and she's going again tomorrow morning and tomorrow afternoon but I think my boy is home tomorrow so he can do the guarding and I can snooze because of being up very early. Smashing pictures today, did you have a taste of that moth? Is Holly chops tum better yet and did you get that chicken today? My mum says if Holly has a spare sailor she can send one here. Hope you all have a good evening with some tastey muggings. Love, licks, wags and sniffs from little Arch and Mr Nipper xxxxxxxxx