The clippers

Dad has been talking about giving me a hair cut for a while now.... and today, I was treated to a close encounter with the clippers. Uncle RoJ was here too and was pretty amazed that I stayed still through the ordeal... he clearly doesn't know who's boss!

Still, after the clippers, scissors, thinners, brushes and combs were safely away and the hoover has been thrown around the lounge, I was looking pretty damn fine - even if I do say so...


If anybody needs a quick trim, I can thoroughly recommend him!

Football

A few weeks ago, Mum, Nathan and I were on our usual walk when I found something really exciting - a small red football! I carried it all the way home which took some doing -it's quite hard to run, sniff and carry something that size in your mouth.


Now that it is in our back garden, Dad sometimes comes out to play with me. Here is some photographic evidence that dogs can play football (though I think it should be named 'pawball')! You may be able to see that the football is not all there anymore. Did you really think I could resist having a nibble??