Barking and peeing up the wrong tree.


Hi there,

As I was saying in my last post, I came to live with my new mummy and daddy and one of my first tricks was to dig a hole in daddy's prize lawn, digging is one of my favourites. I was also very partial to a slipper, but only if it was attached to someone's foot. Mummy thought she'd give me her old slippers to chew on and went and bought a new pair, silly mummy, naturally I wanted the new pair and bit mummy's toes to get them off her feet, strangely, neither of them wear slippers anymore?

                                                                              Slipper attack!

I'm an easy going sort of a chap but a few things upset me early doors, take for example the time I was trotting over to my basket and saw things hanging on the radiator, I went barking mad, mummy couldn't understand my problem, but I soon calmed down when she took the offending things off (apparently it was washing drying on the radiator. ) A similar thing happened at my park, I was gaily trotting round when I spotted a big plastic bag next to the bin, I went potty, I mean, what was it doing there? Then, believe this if you can, one day in December, daddy put a big tree in our house! After a lot of barking on my part, I decided to cock my leg up it and christen it with a pee, mummy said I was a naughty boy and she'd better not catch me doing that again, so, I made sure she didn't catch me and only peed on it when she wasn't looking.


                                                     Looking very angelic under the Christmas tree.

                                       My jingle bells Christmas collar to go with my new haircut.

Mummy wondered if I had canine autism after the time I barked furiously at Dave, who is a local at our pub, I really like Dave, but on this occasion he was wearing a hat and I didn't like it (I was fine once he took it off. ) Apparently there is a phrase that goes "my dog is barking mad" but I'm just one of those doggies who does odd, weird and plain crazy things, for which mere humans can't understand. As it happens, everyone seems to love my quirky behaviour, especially mummy because she's a bit quirky herself.

I'm an outdoorsy boy and I love my walks, when I first moved here mummy and I went to the park a lot because she wanted me to make lots of friends. I'm very sociable and like chasing my friends and everyone is amazed at how fast I can run, given my limpy leg. Mummy used to explain to anyone who asked, that I have angular leg deformity, but lately she's taken to saying (when someone says "oh your dog has a limp") that she hadn't noticed, apparently that's called sarcasm, mummy gets fed up with people pointing out my disability.

My best friend at the park is another Shih Tzu called George, we love a good old run together but George gets a bit frisky sometimes, he hasn't had the operation like me so I do sympathise, I used to like humping things, George included, but these days I can't be bothered.

                                  George being a bit frisky, as you can see, I don't really mind.

At the weekend we went to the beach and I particularly liked that because we would stop at this amazing place called The Shack. Mummy and daddy would stop for a cup of tea and something to eat and I would get one of my special biscuits. Thing was, I soon discovered that because I'm so adorable, other people would give me bits of their food if I looked at them all cutely. Mummy wasn't best pleased about that because she's quite strict with my diet, so they started trying to sneak past The Shack without stopping! I wasn't having any of that, so I'd join the queue and even when no one else was there I'd sit and wait until finally mummy and daddy relented and stopped for a cup of tea.

                                            Licking my lips hoping to get a bit of sausage.

                                                    Waiting patiently outside The Shack.

                                      Having a stroll with my friend Snoop Doggy Dog.

This photo is my famous photo because it was on the local newspaper Facebook page.

There is another very important person in my life, my human brother Bertie. He doesn't live with us but he visits very often and sometimes when mummy and daddy go away I stay at his house. Next time I'll introduce you to his girlfriend Holly and tell you about my first holiday at their house.

                                                                 Bertie and I ♥♥♥♥♥

                                                                     ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Well, that's all for this week,
Love and woofs
Dino xxxxxxx

Location: Fareham, UK

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