All’s Growing Well

Just thought I’d keep you informed about Farmer Fields crops

crops

They are coming on just fine

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Result

OK I hold my paws up, I have been known to be a stroppy teenager which has caused Mrs P (and Beloved) more than a few sleepless nights

Believe me Mrs P has the eye roll down to a fine art !!

Believe me Mrs P has the eye roll down to a fine art !!

If you have been reading my Blog you know I’ve had ‘issues ‘with mouthing, rearing up and on odd occasions pushing Mrs P over, now I’m not committing to saying I’m over all this nonsense, but my mouthing is down 99%, jumping up is down 90%, but I was still having tantrums on walks, so Mrs P spent £7.99 on this

This is my Mikki soft muzzle- I worked out how to get my cake muzzle off !!

This is my new Mikki soft muzzle I worked out how to get my cage muzzle off so although I would wear it at the vets I would remove it within 20 seconds of going for a walk

It comes right up under my lower jaw so I can’t get it off, because it’s black from a distance you can’t even tell I’m muzzled at all.

I don’t have to wear it all the time on my walks if I’m in the middle on nowhere and no one is around it’s removed and I can have a good old run about, then if I stay calm I’m allowed to walk home with out it on.

Anyhoo with my muzzle on I can’t bite the lead, or mouth Mrs P, or swing from any item of her clothing, yesterday was my first walk alone with Mrs P, would you jolly well believe it was like Piccadilly  Circus out there, so I only had a little run, went back on my lead fine, (she didn’t bother with my muzzle as I was behaving) then at the end of the lane Mrs P wanted to turn right – I didn’t – so began to throw myself about, she whipped out the muzzle popped it on and began to march off !! I tried to bite the lead – nothing – I nudged her leg – nothing, so I though right OK then lets continue our walk.

Today was even better, I had to keep my muzzle on for the first half of the walk due to random folks on MY walk, then I was released, came back on every recall, just before the last mile home Mrs P put me back on the lead when I noticed this

Some scruff bag had thrown this by the side of the lane

Some scruff bag had thrown this plastic bottle by the side of the lane

I promptly picked it up and carried all the way home, walking to heel, no muzzle needed thank you !! Mrs P was delighted, I was a super star, I carried the rubbish home to recycle, and it now looks like I can go out just me & Mrs P

Mrs P gave me raspberries as a treat when I got home RASPBERRIES !!! I love raspberries 🙂

Excuse me I'm trying to have a nap - can't a guy get any privacy around here

Excuse me I’m trying to have a nap – can’t a guy get any privacy around here

Sorry for the long post LOL

I Don’t Care What The Weatherman Says

K9 was whistling  Louis Armstrong’s “I don’t care what the weatherman says” this morning as we were getting ready to go for our daily trek stroll

Come on Mrs P get your wet weather gear on & lets go big outside

Come on Mrs P get your wet weather gear on & let’s go big outside

What’s a little rain…after-all it’s Bank Holiday weekend it was bound to rain

Wearing  layers to keep the rain & cool breeze at bay

Wearing layers to keep the rain & cool breeze at bay, sure makes your bum look big Mrs P 🙂

Look Lincolnshire Red Cows

Look Lincolnshire Red Cows ( who has the big bum now –  Regards Mrs P )

I’ve saved the last view till last even though it’s poring it down, being out in the countryside is still the best place to be

Just look at those rain clouds :-D

Just look at those rain clouds 😀

Even these old workers cottages look stunning in the rain

Even these old workers cottages look stunning in the rain

And of course when I get home I get the pampering treatment

Ah bliss

Ah bliss

Let’s Go Into Town – She Said

Last Saturday Mrs P looked me straight in the eye and said “Lets go into town ..it’ll be fun”

Always up for a bit of fun I willingly jumped in the car and off we went, She was singing like a woman deranged ..Hi Ho  Hi Ho it’s off to the V..E..T’s we go as you know I’m only 4 months old and can’t spell yet (I have to use spell correct to help me with my blog)

Anyhoo we parked up and had a lovely little wander over the bridge passing the ducks on the river Slea

What a delightful place...mind you the ducks weren't as chatty as I hoped

What a delightful place…mind you the ducks weren’t as chatty as I hoped

Before I knew what was happening we called in a little shop, a strange place that had cats in carrying cases and a dog sat on his mums knee, I just settled down and looked out the window ….Mmmm  I wonder do the ducks ever come indoors ??

A rather jolly chap called me over and proceeded to weigh me, “a chunky 21 kilos” not sure if that’s good or bad but he sempt happy enough, he gave me a good once over pronounced me healthy and gave Mrs P a little something for me as a treat

That wormer looks awfully big ...do I swallow it or is it a suppository Mum ???

That wormer looks awfully big …do I swallow it or is it a suppository Mum ???

So that was my first visit to Mrs P’s V.E.T’s the only thing concerning me was the conversation regarding ‘castration’  not sure what that is …mum say’s its brilliant …I’ll love it 🙂