If a cat sees a box, they will have to get into it. It's a compulsion. Fact.
Welcome to Bin-raiders of the lost (B)ark.
We are Beanz and Carlsberg, a dog and a cat living in The Tip with our humans. We tip a nod to our loyal contributor and friend Chips, who will live on in our memories for her spectacular adventures.
We are all superb rescue animals of Heinz variety, enjoying our 2nd chance to the full.
Beanz likes sunbathing and chasing rabbits, while Carlsberg prefers mushroom pate on toast.
Thursday, 7 March 2013
Wednesday, 6 March 2013
Tuesday, 5 March 2013
Wednesday, 27 February 2013
Waiting
Don't think we haven't noticed that you don't know how to spell "philosopher" either.
Wednesday, 20 February 2013
Saturday, 16 February 2013
Progress
Tuesday, 29 January 2013
Saturday, 26 January 2013
Tuesday, 22 January 2013
Sunday, 23 December 2012
Friday, 21 December 2012
Thursday, 6 December 2012
Saturday, 24 November 2012
Saturday, 27 October 2012
Friday, 26 October 2012
Saturday, 20 October 2012
Photoshoot
Wednesday, 17 October 2012
Thursday, 11 October 2012
Healing
I have cheered up since my surgery yesterday. I have a little stitch under my eye but I'm being very brave. I am managing to eat with one less tooth but I am taking a bit longer to get used to the lampshade.
Sunday, 7 October 2012
Karma
Sunday, 30 September 2012
Benefit
After 10 years, TJam finally decided it was safe to get a rug. Same time Chips decided it was about time she weed in the night again.
Lucky for me, the odour eliminator has the same effect as catnip. I have scratched the back of the rug off.
The dog/cat combo destroy your home from both sides. You're welcome.
Friday, 28 September 2012
Luxury
We have totally got THE most comfortable place to sleep. I am still not entirely convinced that I am allowed on it because I haven't been allowed on the furniture for 9 years, but this chair IS for us. I keep checking with TJam before I get on it, just in case. But Yay!
Wednesday, 12 September 2012
1 - 0
Today it is stomach acid 1 - enormous raw hide chew 0.
Last night I swallowed THE most enormous piece of chew you have ever seen. TJam thought it would never pass safely through.
I had an early night to sleep it off.
And here I am, 24 hours later, it as a fiddle and demanding my tea. TJam is such a worry wart. I am the champion!









































