Competition Mania

Hi all it's Molly here.

With all these competitions going on, and us having missed the Mango Minster deadline already (sorry Norwood, I know we have disappointed you), we thought it would be time to get the speedy boots on...

As you all know, we are one "man" down in the Inky and Molly team so I took it upon myself to save face.

Again, it's confusing. Biggie Z's name for his dog pile comp has nothing to do with dogs piled on top of one another (although we could have contributed to that as well). No, no. It's about dogs with piles.
Oh, hang on, that's not it either. Sheesh, this is going all wrong...
No, it's about stuff being piled ontop of the dog. YES! And Airedales too.

So, we're in.

Pinkie thought it was fun to play and good ole me, being such a good sport, I play along with anything they want me to. That's how nice a monster I am.

So here is us getting ready...

 

I am  ready for my first load of washing...

 

Yep, that's one whole load of white washing plus some hand-wash garments.

Yep, just in case you're wondering, it's DIRTY washing. Smelly Pinkie Stuff.

 

Load #2: The Brights (apparently they don't go together with the whites).

 

And load number #3: Dark Smelly Pinkie Stuff plus Inky's beach towel.

 

And the good stuff keeps on coming... Yep, two Stinkie Pinkies hadn't done their washing for a while (their excuse is, looking after Inky is a full-time job...yea, right...)

 

Nicely topped off with some half-dirty stuff they found in the bedroom. "Half -dirty, what's that?", I hear you ask. Apparently, it's the stuff that has half been worn, isn't quite clean clean anymore but doesn't justify wasting water and detergent on it yet.

Well it alll seems pretty complicated to me. Why do they have so many clothes anyway? We only have two coats, on and off. Surely that's enough for anybody??

Anyway, while they decide what's half dirty, dark or bright, I am having a nap (not sure if you can see it, but my eyes are closed and I even uttered a "before bedtime sigh")...

...before I get rudely awaken by the tape measure. Dog, do I hate that thing. It's made from metal and I CANNOT stand the noise it makes. I am off...

But pinkie had just enough time to work out that my pile is just under 1m high. Should I be going to the doctor's???


Moving right along, next up is Tucker's sit -stay contest.

As you know, the Airedale is a direct descendant of the ape and thus I am very good not only at climbing trees but also at hauling myself up onto any other elevated platform whenever I wish to do so.

Here I am on top of the fish pond at my grandparents' home...

And you all know about my fave spot in the back yard to have a tete-a-tete or a romantic dinner for two with my fave male pinkie. Well, I also like to spend time there by myself, watch the birds, peek over the fence to spy on the neighbours or to simply to reflect on life...

 

And that's my entry for Tucker's contest!

MOLLY