Should we worry?

Um, TJam has just put a wash on. Should it look as erm ... Frothy as this? Should I get the dogs so start blowing up the lilo?

How Old Are You?

By my reckoning, I am about 57 human years old. No wonder I felt worn out on that mammouth walk at the weekend (which we will tell you about when TJam links her phone to the computer).

Beanz is also about 57. Gosh. Her eyebrows are going a little grey these last few months...

So, how old are you my friends?

"As a general guide: dogs under 20lb (approx 10kg) will be about 36 human years at the age of five, and thereafter age about four human years per dog year.

Dogs Between 20lb and 50lb (10-24kg) will be about 37 human years at the age of five and thereafter age about four to five human years per dog year.

Dogs between 50lb and 90lb (24-40kg) will be about 40 human years at the age of five and thereafter age about five to six human years per dog year.

Finally, dogs over 90lb (40kg) will be 42 years by the age of five and will age closer to the seven human years per dog year.

This all depends on individual genes, diet, health and lifestyle."

Two Blogs Collide

Last weekend, two blogs collided and we met Loki!
As Chips mentioned, I was a little bit scared of him at first. Chips was not.
We met each other in the woods.

TJam was concerned she was never going to get a decent photo of this livewire. It wasn't as though he was going to sleep any time soon...

Being the consummate professional that she is though (and thanks to her brilliant camera phone) she did manage to snap this one, which pretty much sums up the pup.

As you saw before, we all went walking in Darmoor. Lucky we chose a dry path...

In the evening, the humans had strawberries from the strawberry patch. Chips helped herself to a couple too...

One lunch time, Moptop made the humans a fabulous lunch on very posh plates. Or should I call them "platters".

Sorry to say, none of it fell on the floor.

We had a great weekend and slept all the way home. We could hardly drag ourselves out for a last stroll.

PS Ogg and Magrat, handsome cats, I am sorry I accidentally chased you. I hope you have recovered. Loki led me astray you see...

Alive!

Today I was going to blog all about my recent holidays.

But I fell in the canal.

The funny side of it was my comedy loss of footing, trying to grab onto the concrete bank and slipping back with a plop.

The less funny side was that it was a 2 foot drop and we recently found a dead fox floating there, so you can imagine it is not all that easy to get out.

TJam to the rescue, who hauled my sorry self out by the scruff of my neck.

But now I don't feel so much like blogging. (Plus TJam needed to cook her tea so I couldn't get on the computer unsupervised.) For now I am drying out in my bed. Normal service will be resumed shortly. Like tomorrow or something.

Destination Revealed

We went to Dartmoor with Fliptop and Loki! We saw ponies and went in the stream and up on moors. Even Loki is tired this evening.

What's This?

Hold on a minute ... Now I think we might be heading somewhere. Don't worry, Beanz hasn't turned white, that is LOKI! 2 blogs have collided (don't worry, Beanz is in the back)

Intimidation

Beanz is feeling a little intimidated by our host.

Negative

Hold on a minute... TJam is stroking a head and it is absolutely not mine or Chips's...

King of the Castle

That's me! I was scared of this setup at 1st. I had a little bark at it but then we resolved our differences and I conquered all. You can see me using my best calming signal to keep the peace :)

Lemons and Lemonade

Is it a positive slant that TJam bought a newspaper last week and even though she didn't read, she can put it to good use as floor protection from my poorly tummy? And is that too much information?

Elvis Isn't Dead

And I know, 'cos I met him...

Show Off

Now that Beanz has gone all brave in the sea, see how she provokes me.