Sickness

Hi all, it's Inky here.

Well I have been one sick puppy!



Here I am with my coat and neck warmer. I've had pneumonia. It all started with a cough and within a few days I had high fever and was shivering, looking rather wilted and I was off my food (could you believe it!).

I got taken to the vet and they shoved you know what up my almighty. Then they listened to my chest while prodding an poking me- all not very nice.
Next up were needles and some horribly yuck tasting tabbies.

I am still on the tabbies, but I haven't been coughing again for a few days now.
But the most important thing is (obviously) that I am keen (very keen) on food again, so all is well, thanks for asking.

We are still trying to work out how I got it because I am vaccinated regularly against just about anything and everything that's in the book. Anyway, the vet says, these things just happen. Well, I guess that's where the saying "as sick as a dog" comes from. I really was quite ill.

I have spent the week in the confinement of our home. BORING to say the least.
But mum found me a sunny spot in her studio



and she even pulled the blinds up so I could look out and observe the neighbour's cat - my favourite toy.

I probably have put on a few pounds over the last couple of days, too, because the pinkie has served ALL my favourite treats multiple times a day.

Because I haven't been able to walk or run or chase, my family has been taking me for drives around the place to "stimulate my mind" as is necessary for every Airedale.

My dad has also been quite sick and he's been sneezing and coughing his noggin' off, too.

Mum's computer has also been sick and had in fact go to the doctor himself.
She uses her computer for work (and to help us blog of course) and having to spread her work between two other (older) computers that are WAY slower has been driving her nuts. Honestly, I think I'll be taking her for drives next, just to stimulate her mind positively which is necessary with every pinkie.

Finally, the pinkie has fallen ill herself. As I am writing this, she is begging me to tuck her in for the night as she's had enough. So I guess, I had better return the favour and look after her this time.



Hey, because I have spent all this time bored at home I had time to be creative.
I have set up my very own shop (call me a business woman) at cafepress.
You can buy some terrific black and tan merchandise there so come on by!!

Hasta la vista,

INKY

Birthday madness continued...

So the word was, that there would be some more presents hidden in the sand.

So off we got to work...





We really are a good team these days when it comes to digging, but had I told you how tired I was by that stage? I tried to have a micro sleep and let Inky do all the hard work...





But the lass came up with little more than an Airehead full of sand...



So I got myself up again do have a look for myself (you can biggify this just to see how deep in I really am)...



Yep, up to the ears!! And little Inky Pup tried to push in again. Puppy, you had your chance!







Well, I made a complete mess of myself...




And guess what, after all that, it turns out that there were no presents hidden in the sand at all. Thanks, dad. I am glad you got a laugh out of that!

Ha, I sure gave them the look of death so they decided it was time to make up to us and take us to the cafe for lunch. Roo sticks for the Birthday Girl...






And all is forgiven...



I share my birthday with my Aussie grandad...



Here he is celebrating at a restaurant in Melbourne together with our pinkies.
For some unknown reason we were not allowed to come but instead stayed at fellow Dales Max and Pekoe's place down the road.

We have no photographic evidence of what we got up to at Mama Maree's place but by the time the pinkies got to pick us up the next day, there was not much left of us...



This is us at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, absolutely mashed...




Ahhhh, what a birthday bash weekend. Looking forward to next year. Same again?!!

Love,

MOLLY

Birthday Madness on the Beach

Hi, Molly here.

Where was I? Right, it was my birthday and we were on the way down to the beach.

We stopped at the pet store on the way so I, the birthday girl, could choose a special treat for my lunch. Easy done, I thought, I'll have one of those...



Or at least one of those...



But apparently it had to be of the dead sort so we headed over to the bar...



And I got to choose some very tasty looking roo sticks...



When we finally got to the beach, it was time to let loose and get cracking with the birthday madness...



I got so excited, I had to do a wee there and then (I usually head up the dunes a bit but I had no precious time to waste on my birthday)...



It was a fabulous day and even dad got the hairy sticks out (you can biggify this image so you can see just how hairy they are, just like ours)...



I was filled with birthday confidence and even went for a dip myself (I usually don't really do the ocean thing, it's more Inky's métier)...





Then, a good session of bitey-face (or mongreling-around as we often refer to it)...





Until I flopped on the ground with exhaustion...



I sure was ready for a nap there and then, but apparently there was more.
Dad said, there would be some more presents hidden in the sand for me...


To be continued...

It's my birthday!!

Hello everybloggie!!

It's Molly here.



And today I've turned three!!



Mum made this delicious cake, especially for me. It has my favourite ingredient in it. TOAST!! I would kill for toast. And mum knows, so she made me a toast cheese cake with doggie chocolate sprinkled on top. I sure wanted to eat the whole lot and extended my tongue out as far as I could.



But of course I had to share with that little sister of mine...



Without further ado I gobbled up my share of the cheesy goodness...







The Mighty Chunk was a bit sticky down the sides and thus resisted being inhaled in one go, however, I, the Mighty Moll, am very skilled at eating things whole so no problem there really.

Then I got to check out my pressies...



I got lots of treats (porky bits - yum!), fancy dinner stuff, a new ball (can never have enough of those), another rope toy and a Kong toy...



It says, "ideal for power chewers". C'est moi!!

We picked up a porky bit for the road..



and then it was off to the beach for some birthday madness.

However, as I am writing this I am feeling rather sleepy. I will report about the birthday madness on the beach another day and hop on the pinkies bed for now so I can get some well deserved birthday rest.

Nigh', nigh'.

MOLLY