Lumberjack Puppies!

Hi all,

It's D&H back again.

The Missus took us out this morning and after all our protest yesterday, what did she do?

Puppy Food Again for breakfast!

This is not on you know!

We have decided we will go on a 'Sit Down' strike in protest. Everywhere TM went, we would sit down in front of her and give her the old 'Hairy Eyeball' treatment.

When she wanted to go upstairs, we rushed in front of her and walked, slowly, up the stairs. It was the same when she came down, we got in front of her and slowly walked down.

Aunty Angela arrived today to play at card making with TM, the pair were gassing away and slapping the glue pot around, throwing sparkle stuff all over the carpet!

Holly decided to stay down stairs on the arm chair and put the 'Eye Ball' on the pair of them but it didn't seem to work.

Later, Old Two Legs had to take the printer down the rubbish dump, it stopped working and had gone on permanent strike!

Just across the road from the dump is The Farm!

We had a great time, 'cos we haven't been to The Farm for a while, there were so many new sniffs to sniff and woods to explore.

Sniffin New Sniffs!

We chased each other all through the woods and up the paths and across the field where the footpath went. We had a super run across the grass field where they keep sheep sometimes.

Then we saw it, an enormous pile of logs by the side of the road, waiting to be picked up. Well, Holly being champion climber, was straight up the top followed closely by me.

OTL was jumping up and down and telling us to get off because it could all fall down with our weight on top.

Yeh! Right, like, us little puppies are going to move that lot. No way!

Lumberjack Puppies!

When we finally got down from the pile, OTL put us both on our leads, just to teach us a lesson!

Oooooooh! He can be so masterful sometimes!

We understood he was only getting cross because he didn't want us to get hurt, so we forgave him this time for putting the lead on early.

On the way home in the car we were singing the Lumberjack Song, you know, the one that goes, 'I'm a Lumberjack and I'm all right, I work all day and I woof all night'

Then in turn we each add a silly line, like, 'I'm a Lumberjack, I wear a hat and I smell like a Pussy Cat'

Holly was laughing so hard, she was rolling around on the back seat of the car holding her ribs because, she said, they were hurting so much!

I'm not sure if it was the funny lines or OTL's singing!

Good news, TM must have got the message, we had Pigs Liver for dinner tonight, so it seems our strike worked after all!

See you tomorrow!

Luv

Daisy & Holly