Rainy Days & Monday

Hello all, hope you're OK. I am fine if a little soggy. Some houses a few streets away were flooded over the weekend but we are dry so far, though our patio was more like a paddling pool for a while over the weekend. Lots of places around are suffering badly, it's so sad to hear about all the people who have had flood damage to their homes. My pal Blue who cam to see me on Saturday has flooding very close by, so I have paws firmly crossed that it does not reach her house. You can read more about the floods and see photos here.

My super cute wirey friend Asta Up Over awarded my the Rockin Dog Blogger award, thank you Asta!

Well, we had a dry day on Sunday, so I made sure I got outside to make the most of it. I decided dad needed some exercise, so I persuaded him to play one of my favourite games with me. He pretends to be a big scawie monster and chases me around. it's so much fun, and a very good cardiac workout (maybe more for me than him if you see how tired I am by the end of the video!).




As mum and I were heading off to grooming class, I gave dad some jobs to do to make sure he didn't get bored. He finished off painting the new fence. I kept an eye on him before I left to make sure the work was up to my high standards...hey dad, you missed a bit at the end here!

Before he painted the fence he got out the scawie grass eating monster! Now I used to be a teensy bit scared of this when I was a littler pup, as seen here:

But now that I am a mature boy of nearly 14 months I am not so bothered by it. I still wouldn't say I liked it - it does eat the grass and I'm quite partial to doing that myself thank you! I will however tolerate it now.



Anyhow, so we left dad working hard (though I think he actually crept off to watch something called the Grand Prix once we'd gone, hehehe) and mum and I drove to grooming class. Mum got help getting my neck and chest hair shorter, though I still have some left to poke out of my cowboy waistcoat in a manly fashion.

We didn't take any photos of boring grooming, only of the best part about the classes - getting to play with other Dales! My buddies Ralf, Molly, Rupert, Archie or Milo weren't there today, but I'm a friendly boy so I soon made new pals!

Here I am getting acquainted with the laydees! Beside me is little Ruby who I met at the first grooming class I went to. She's almost 1 now. She recently got badly attacked by another doggy who ripped all her side and underneath open. She is healing well now thank doG, and apart from being a little nervous, doesn't seem to have suffered any lasting effect. Little Willow - who's not actually so little anymore at 6 months old - is at the bottom of the photo. Poor Indie was trying to have a poop in peace and got caught on camera, sorry Indie!

Once Ruby realised I'm a gentle boy her tail came up and she was happy to have a good old game of bitey face, yeah!

Willow really wanted to play, but she just wasn't quite brave enough to join in properly, preferring to trot around and watch us. I guess as she gets older she'll get braver. She's also very dainty, so maybe that's why she isn't too keen on running around with us bigger dogs.

As you can see, Willow is still stood by my mum on the step while we all play. I'm now playing with Indie (he finished his poop) while Ruby cheers me on and tries to get Willow to come and join in!

Indie had a word in my ear to ask if I thought he should ask Ruby if she'd be his girlfriend. I told him to go for it. Lovely as she is, I am faithful to my Airegirl Faya.

We discovered there were lots of sticks on the floor and had great fun running around with them playing "chase me". At one point 3 of us had one stick in our mouths, running around in a row, but mum just couldn't get a good photo.

As you'll see on the video, even Willow couldn't resist coming to chomp a few stickies! I am the big fuzzy one!



Yay, Willow is out playing and her little tail is up. I guess she realised how much fun we all are! Grooming class is great for socialisation as well as the horrid hair pulling. Can you see Indie's ears? They're all sticky uppy the whole time and very cute. That's my big fuzzy butt in the background!

Ahh, nothing like a communal butt sniff! The paler guy sniffing my butt is Russell, and he belongs to one of the ladies who runs the class.

So all in all, grooming class was great fun, not the stoopid standing on tables bit so much, but the play time in between rocked!

Licks

Oscar x