Port Germein

We are mobile again, this time going to Whyalla for the dog trials. We stopped at Port Germein on the way, mainly because Kathy likes staying there, but also because we started out too late to get to Whyalla.
The Port Germein Caravan Park is right on the beach front near the longest wooden Jetty in SA. I went walking and sniffing along the beach and got home hungry enough to eat a horse, but all I got was dog food in my Royal Albert food bowl. See Pic.
Today we were off early and got to Whyalla by 10:30 am. We set up camp on the beach front next to Freki from the dog club, and I have been up and down the beach again. I am ready for a sleep now.

Eating Outside

We had dinner outside on the weekend. I could run about in the garden and still see the steaks cooking on the BBQ. The Bug Zapper was crackling moths and making funny noises so I barked at it a few times, but it did not make any difference.
There were chocolate scented candles on the wall, KnK were on the wine, and I got all the scraps. A perfect evening.
The pic shows me on Keith's chair, but the plate was too far away, and the wine glass was empty, so I just sat there for the picture.
We should do this more often now the weather looks like it is warming up.

Things to do on a rainy day

Keith spent an hour or so changing the battery in his watch, then left it for a while. I thought the wrist strap was too long, so I trimmed it. See photo.

Another good game, get some paper and shred it, then leave a paper trail all over the house.

But the best game on a rainy day is to run outside, play in the garden, then run inside and leave muddy footprints everywhere.

I think we will be heading off on another tour soon, because KnK keep talking about taking me to a cliff top and seeing how long it takes for me to get to the bottom.

Life is tough for a Toller

I have such a busy life, BBQ on Sunday, Gundog Club Monday, SA Dog Club Tuesday, shopping trips, banking, the list goes on and on. I am lucky I get a few minutes on my day bed these days.
I turn 6 months old on the 7th, Keith said thats the end of my puppy hood and its about time I grew up and started earning my keep. We have already graduated into Grade one at the dog club, and Kathy is teaching me to work for a Show, but I still prefer to jump on people and give them a good licking.
We have started playing new games. They used to throw a toy and I would run and fetch it, but now they hide it sometimes and I have to find it. Sometimes Kathy hides round the corner of the house while Keith holds me, Kathy throws the toy duck onto the lawn, then I run out and get it. Great fun and it gets the humans out of the house for a while.

Lake Bonny, Barmera

There is water back in Lake Bonny. There are colonies of turtles and cormorants that were suffering due to the lack of water, so the gates were opened to let water in to get the lake almost back to normal. Whatever the reason, it was good to bark at the waves and chase them away, even if they did keep coming back.

We left Barmera, stopped at Karoonda to see the big concrete Ram and have a leg stretch and were home just as the storms came in. KnK had to unpack in the rain, but I supervised from inside the house.

Barmera

Back on the road and at Barmera for the dog trials. I had to stay in the back of the Navara while KnK got on with judging. I climbed up on top of the soft crate and stayed there. I could see out easily and it was soft to sleep on!
Lots of dogs and people to play with, not much time left so I will make the best of it.

Home Early

Curdimurka looked like it was invented so that map makers would not have a blank spot on their maps, because there is nothing there apart from the remains of a railway station. It used to be an important stop on the old Ghan, but now there is empty space surrounded by nothing.

We had to come home early, so Keith could get medicine. I suggested he eats grass, but we could not find any.

We will be off to the Riverland soon, so my travels will continue then.