Hot Days

Hot days are not my thing. I was bred for the cold in Nova Scotia, so I have to find ways to keep cool.
The best way so far is to attack the water as it comes out of the hose when the garden is getting its drink.
I hide in the house during the day as it is usually cooler in there, but when the sun goes down then its party time!

My first points video has just been released, see the Video Link to the left of the screen.

Best Of Breed

I did it! I won Best Of Breed at the Mount Gambier show. I am now 6% of a champion, with only 94 more points to get.
It was so exhausting I had to have a sleep and was too tired to wake up for the photo, but there I am with my Best of Breed certificate.
Pity I can not be in the other shows down here, but we have to go to the trials.
I have a new fence for the caravan that has a gate in it so KnK can get out without falling over, but it is too big for me to escape from, yet. I got out of the other one, given time I will get out of this one. As soon as I wake up I will start planning the big break.

Preparing for the Show

Here I am, all prettied up. I have been bathed, brushed and blow-dried so I will look my best for the show this week end.

KnK have been getting the caravan ready, and I have been finding things to chew. Drink bottles, pens, wire-ties, anything really, just so they don't forget I am here.

I have been learning how to stand, sit, lie down and come on command, and I have also been teaching KnK to close doors and put things away, because if they don't, I find their things and give them a good chewing.

Breakfast at Tiffany's

I have completely recovered from my recent illness, thanks to Dr. Sally, so that I was able to have friends over for a visit. Charlie and Scruff have come to stay with me for a few days. The pic shows us having breakfast on the patio. Charlie is the collie and Scruff is the terrier.
We have been playing chasey all over the garden and have flattened the plants under the trees. There is now a running track that starts near the BBQ, runs through the trees and bushes, across the lawn, behind the clothes line, into the bushes, round the bird-bath and then back again.
We got so tired that KnK separated us all and made us have a sleep.

Insect Bite.

Today I had a day out in the Barossa and the Adelaide Hills. We got back and I found an insect to play with. Unfortunately it was not very friendly because it bit me.
I had a wobbly fit, I threw up, emptied my bowel, and then my face puffed up. It made me look like a Shar-Pei.
KnK took me to the vet where I got a needle in my bum and a few tests done, then I was declared OK. How could they say I was OK when I looked like I had been hit in the face with a shovel?
Even my ears had swollen up to be twice as thick as they should be.

I should be in intensive care, being waited on paw and paw, having lightly grilled rare steak forced between my lips, not sent home with a sore bum from the needle and a face like Mike Tyson's punch bag.
Still, it is close to bed time, and my face is getting back to normal, so maybe the jab is working.

Wet and Windy

We got home from the Whyalla Trials just as the storms hit. I stayed inside and supervised through the door while KnK parked the van and unpacked in the rain.

The storms have been going on all week with ice on the ground one morning, and lots of leaves and twigs all over the place. The really bad part about this is I have been restricted on my walks so I have had to find other ways to exercise. I can jump on to a table with no help, but that upsets the staff. I can run round the lounge, out through the family room and under the coffee tables, and KnK can't catch me. Kathy has put her stuff higher up on shelves, but I can still get to them. She is just teaching me to be more adventurous in my games. It is amazing what a dog can climb up when she reall wants to get to something.

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.