Wordless Wednesday

Graffiti

Now the floor is complete. Either Bob the Builder has a sense of humour, or some random yuuf has graffitied our floor.

Art Nouveau

Chips and I didn't go for the plane concrete floor of our new porch. Nope, we made our own design. TJam wanted to join us in the fun, but she is so socially conditioned that she didn't dare. What kind of upbringing must she have had?!

About 2 hours later, and with encouragement from here facebook friends, TJam built up enough courage to add her handprint. By that time it had started to harden so she had to stand on her own hand to make any kind of impression at all.


The only one who didn't join in the fun is Carlsberg. She is not allowed in the porch area til the windows are in so her pawprints will not be preserved for prosterity. She doesn't care.

Colour Scheme

Can you guess what colour our porch has been painted? I'll give you a clue. Does my bum look big in this?

Alien Craft

I was out in the garden the other day, when a funny thing appeared on our lawn. Well, lawn is a very grand word for my teardrop of grass, but that is its name. Lawn.

I had a good look. Then TJam put some sticks in it. I don't want to lose my "curiosity" reputation, so I went in to have a look. Turns out TJam and the dogs are going on a camping trip. I am the only one not going, and I am the only one showing any enthusiasm round here.

Wait a minute. I am not invited? I jumped up on the tent and made 9 little holes in it. That'll teach 'em.

(Actually, I jumped on the tent to try and climb up it and fell off in a You've Been Framed movement, but don't tell anyone. They can quake at my vengance.)

Being 8

The best bit about being 8 is that no one suspects anything if you ask to nip out into the garden and that gives you plenty of time to trash stuff before anyone comes looking for you. Roaching and pulling a wild 'I couldn't help myself' yet cute face should do the trick. Failing that, run for it.

Resistance

I will not move until I am good and ready. I don't care if TJam's mum IS coming to visit tomorrow, and TJam wants to cut my lawn.

Spot the Dog

Can you spot me? Sorry for any disappointment to those who thought TJam might have tidied up after the last messy bench photo.

Plug

TJam was wondering why the water butt wasn't filling up. Looks like I make a pretty good plug.

Yellow ball

There is an unfamiliar yellow ball in the sky. Does anyone have any idea what it might be and should we worry? I'll just hide here in the grass til you tell me it's safe.

From Beanz

Folderee folderah

This weekend we loved to go a wandering, along the mountain track. Well, it wasn't actually a mountain. It was completely flat. But i don't know a song about a flat track.

That's Life

Esther Ranson eat your heart out. TJam's dad has grown a hilariously shaped tomato. I am not allowed to eat it. Comedy fruit and veg has no value to me.

Dogfather

While TJam has been sleeping on the floor at her parents' house, I have been taking advantage of the laid back mornings and the bed linen at a dog friendly level. Zzz

Summary

British summer summarised in one sky. Plus TJam has just sprung a hole in her wellies.