Gone!

Hello Woofers!

Daisy here.

Well, not a great day, in fact it has been a bit boring.

Up early and no sign of any woofers at all.

The football field where the fair was is all nice and clean, just a little bit of rubbish in the bushes and of course the poo bin was full to overflowing!

I won't show the poo bin, not a pretty sight!

We walked around the sea wall and through the forest and the only thing moving were the butterflies!

I'm afraid that lunchtime walk was about the same but this time we went out along where the old golf course is being dug up and turned into a caravan site.

As I said to OTL'

 

It's a long way to go for a poo!

So, a quick poo, then back home that way!

Back home I found a soft cushion to snooze on and stayed there until it was time to go to bed!

Let's hope tomorrow is a little more exciting!

Bye for now.

Luv,

Daisy.

Wind, rain and a punch-up!

Hello Woofers!

Daisy here.

An interesting day we have had here in North Kent.

We were up early again this morning. The Missus had got up around four fifteen and let’s face it, after she had gone pounding up and down the stairs no one can sleep!

Old Two Legs tried going back to sleep for a snooze but around five forty-five gave up and wandered off to the shower!

On our way down to the sea side we have to go through traffic control which is going to be there for the next two years!

How many traffic control lights will they wear out over the next two years?

Down on the sea wall there was no one to be seen and to be honest, the sunrise was a mess of cloud and rain!

Well, we have seen better but we have to wait until late autumn!

The lunchtime walk was a little fraught, you see this young German Shephard was all sniffing and dancing around. I got sniffed without being asked and to show my annoyance I woofed and dived behind OTL, just to get out of the way.

This woofer seemed to think I wanted to have a game but, in the end, I got all stroppy and nearly went home with a GSD nose between my teeth!

Any closer and you are mincemeat!

A few good woofs and a serious growl in the end had the right effect and it helped when OTL picked me up 'cos he could see I was getting wound up!

If I promise to be a good woofer will you let me play?

There was little going on and it was only when we got to the bench, I had a rest.

You know, I reckon that woofer would benefit from one of those dog training classes!

See you tomorrow.

Luv,

Daisy.