This morning we all got a go at the duvet. I like a shoulder perch myself...
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.
Sunday, 21 March 2010
Water
Aha, we have water again. Plus TJam was embarrassed to discover that the problem with her blurry photos was due to an enormous fingerprint on the lens, and she can't blame me or Chips for that.
Saturday, 20 March 2010
Singing in the Rain
What was TJam saying about the weather yesterday?
Ok, so now we are making up for the "no rain" thing. TJam discovered that her waterproofs need reproofing. Urgently.
We nearly didn't make the walk because we had to wait in for our new washing machine. We didn't have to wait long though. They came to the house at 7am. TJam managed to wait til we got home til she tried the washer out. Seems to work fine. Whatever.
Friday, 19 March 2010
Mud, Mud, Glorious Mud
Monday, 15 March 2010
Saturday, 13 March 2010
Close Call
I just very nearly spent the night locked in the porch. I am like lightening. TJam thought I was a rat until I meowed. I notice the dogs didn't get involved in helping their friend in distress.
Famous Friend :)
You might wonder why Echo is sniffing so curiously at B2.
The answer is...
The answer is...
AND 5TH IN HIS NEXT CLASS!
Yes, our friend is a star. Well, we always knew that, but now a judge has said it too :)
It hasn't changed him one bit!
You might also wonder why TJam has started taking blurry photos, but I'm afraid I don't know the answer to that.
You might also wonder why TJam has started taking blurry photos, but I'm afraid I don't know the answer to that.
Friday, 12 March 2010
Hare Raising
About 2 seconds ago, an enormous hare came charging up the woodland path towards me and Chips. We couldn't believe our luck and ran right at it. Just as TJam put her hands to her head and shouted oh no, chips and I opened our mouths for the hare to run in - there was nowhere else for it to go - and it leapt up in the air, clean over our heads and along the path. By the time we had done a double take, scratched our heads in confusion and turned ourselves around, there was no way we were gonna catch it. We gave it a good go but we didn't really stand a chance. It was nearly as big as Chips I swear!
All TJam could do was stand and text on my behalf until I gave up the chase and returned to carry on our walk. Which is comparatively boring I must say. Wow. What am encounter. No time for fotos though ...
All TJam could do was stand and text on my behalf until I gave up the chase and returned to carry on our walk. Which is comparatively boring I must say. Wow. What am encounter. No time for fotos though ...
Thursday, 11 March 2010
Alfie (and GG)
Missed
If you click on this picture and zoom in to the middle, you might see what I missed. Our local wildlife family that we must not chase.
Sunday, 7 March 2010
Growing Like a Weed
New Toy
We have a new toy! It is amazing. It tells us where we have walked, how far we went, how fast and all stuff like that. TJam carried it today while she got used to it, and one day us dogs might get to wear it, but as yet it is not waterproof so maybe TJam will have to keep hold of it after all.
This morning we went all this way:
This morning we went all this way:
Friday, 5 March 2010
Freezing Fog
Fun walk this morning but can't see all that much. Is this freezing fog? It is making our eyebrows look greyer than they actually are.
That may be my 1st official reference to the fact we are not actually puppies any more, no matter how we may act.
That may be my 1st official reference to the fact we are not actually puppies any more, no matter how we may act.
Thursday, 4 March 2010
Wednesday, 3 March 2010
Dog Maths and Squirrels
The thrill of the chase is directly proportional to the length of the lolling tongue. Only in this picture I pulled my tongue in to disguise my delight but you can still see the glint in my eye.
Tuesday, 2 March 2010
Cats and Mountain Goats
Sunday, 28 February 2010
Difference a Week Makes
Today it has been dry here and raining down South. We hope TJam's dad reads this. He is always gloating about the weather.
Places to Puke
Places it is ok for us to be sick:
Features
Features
- flat, smooth surface, lino is ideal
- middle of room, easy to see, easy to avoid
- easy access
- washable and driable
Places it is not ok for us to be sick (although we prefer it):
Features of venue 1
- behind a curtain - hard to see
- behind a door - easily squashed. bottom of door hard to clean
- near an exit - only discovered as human running out of house late for appointment
- (however, extra point for using lino)
- behind clothes horse - delays discovery for several days
- behind clean washing - not hygenic
- on carpet tiles - very absorbent. hard to clean
- bit of paper to be recycled still on the floor - absorbent. now need to be thrown out and can't be recycled.
- under cheap dartboard. darts sometimes fall out - dangerous
- splinters where TJam has chopped wood - pain to clear up
- near fridge - where food is stored
We are fine by the way, and neither of us is owning up in case we don't get fed...
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