Happy December!

Happy December everyone! Sorry I haven’t done a blog in ages, I’m going to try my hardest to write something at least once a week through December and hopefully more frequently through the new year!
So here in Britain, the weather is now getting extremely cold, and I feel it more than other dogs, after all I have a very thin coat of fur. I don’t know whether this is happening where you are but it’s definitely getting colder here. There might even be snow this week!

And then of course there’s the Christmas lights! I go for extra walks most evenings and recently more and more sparkly Christmas lights have been appearing round town. It’s very pretty and makes this season a bit less dull! Blue and white star lights have been put up on the lampposts, strings of fairy lights are now draped across the trees and icicle lights are appearing on many houses around! I enjoy walking round in the evening, even if it is freezing, because of all the pretty decorations!

I can’t wait til Christmas! We have been opening the doors on our advent calendars for the past few days now and I watch as everyone eats the little chocolates inside… If I look cute, they’ll give me a biscuit or something out of pity! That’s how I roll!
The talk of turkey and Christmas dinner has begun and my mouth is watering just picturing it. The succulent, tender, flavoursome turkey, the warm, buttery carrots and other delicious vegetables and then of course there’s the potatoes and the Yorkshire puddings! Christmas lunch has to be the best part of Christmas, for me anyway.

It looks like we might have a white Christmas this year! I hope so! I really enjoy eating the snow… It’s very refreshing! However it does get a bit cold on my paws but then again, I always feel cold, with or without snow!

Got to go and hide now, I think mom wants to take me for a walk! Have a lovely day everyone and I will definitely write very soon!

Love,

LittleBlackDawg x

P.s. my thoughts are with everyone still affected by Hurricane Sandy, I hope you all are ok x

Friends…

I don’t know what I’d do without my friends. They can make me bark with happiness when I don’t even want to smile. (Yes, dogs can smile as those who have a canine companion will know.) We have our good days and our bad days, I admit. Sometimes I will gladly play chase or let them share my tennis ball, but some days I just want to ignore everyone and go back to bed. I have a large group of friends; lurchers, spaniels, labs, beagles, Alsatians… You name it! And they are all very special to me. But I have a two absolute best friends who I look forward to seeing every morning on my walks. We ran and ran, chasing tennis balls and other toys. We played tag; diving and dodging the trees and bushes. The best times where in the summer holidays when all our owners could take us for walks at similar times in the mornings and we would be nice and warm in the early morning sun. We’d greet each other with such happiness too! Sometimes we’d go on a scavenger hunt – once, we found a sandwich, biscuit and packet of crisps on the same afternoon!
Whenever I feel down, I remember those times we had and feel a little more content. They are the friends who stick by you; the ones who will always take your side or back you up if another dog has stolen your tennis ball. They comfort me when I’m sad, make me calm when I’m angry, help me relax when I’m stressed… And even though I have not known them for a very long time, they have, by far, become my best friends.
So I guess I’d just like to say thank you for being there… You know who you are! And I hope I can return all the kindness you have given me! It’s amazing that I have ended up with such awesome friends. Just a year or so ago I was a stray puppy wandering the streets alone and scared with a bleak future and perhaps no chance of a happy ending. However my life has been transformed and that is thanks to the people around me. So thank you to all my friends; you are all very special!
Have a lovely day everyone!
LittleBlackDawg 🙂

All by myself…

Hey!

This post is long delayed, but better late than never! So now the whole family have gone back to work, high school and college and I am, once again, alone. So now my days consist of sitting on the sofa (or lying across it, depending on how I’m feeling) and looking out the window waiting for something to bark at. If I’m lucky there’ll be a bag to investigate, some cardboard to rip up or an apple core to steal from the work top.

I have had many fun days since I was adopted, so I thought I’d share some with you!

So there was the time I ripped up my mum’s bag… Nicely done if I do say so myself! I was bored, so I just went into the study to see if there was anything interesting around. I opened the door to the hallway (yes, I did open it like you humans do; push the handle, then walk backwards and open it…) and pushed open the door to the study. There I found my mum’s bag. I’d seen it a number of times; the smooth, brown leather, the pretty patterns, the long handles. I couldn’t resist. A few minutes later, the bag handles were in tatters. I didn’t mean to destroy it…

Then there was the time I got myself locked in the study.The family were out shopping and I was looking for something to do. So I went into the study as there is always something interesting in there! I wandered around then got bored and decided that I wanted to go and see what was in the kitchen instead. So I attempted to open the door again. You see, the study door is shiny and slippery and when I tried to reopen it, I slipped and ended up shutting the door. I tried again and again to open it, but the handle was so stiff I couldn’t! So I ended up tearing some stuff from the recycling bin up and barking madly when I heard the car come up the drive!

And not forgetting the Paracetamol incident. Yep, I did eat a box of Paracetamol. I was bored ok? It looked interesting. I only wanted the box. But then I realised there was something inside and I was intrigued. So I ate it. It didn’t taste very nice. A bit bitter if you ask me. But anyway, that resulted in a rather drowzy dog and I was taken to the PDSA to spend the night. Which was fun. Not. I spent the night having various drips pumped into my paws, several injections stuck in the scruff of my neck, and I didn’t sleep at all. I was too busy barking and whining to sleep. It was scary; I didn’t know what was happening! The next day, I was home, safe and sound in my furry bed and was fine!

I’ve ripped up various bags, eaten a variety of things and had many fun times.

I hope you enjoyed this post, if you liked it, let me know and I’ll try to do more like this!

Have a lovely evening everyone!

LittleBlackDawg 🙂

Doggy Dreaming

Hey everyone! Just wanted to say thank you so much to everyone who liked my previous post (Crumpets…)! I was so amazed when I got a ton of emails telling me you amazing people out there had liked my post and are now following me! Huge big woof!!

Isn’t it so annoying when you have a really interesting dream, then you wake up and can’t remember anything about it?
I usually remember my dreams very vividly, but last night I know I had an awesome dream but I can’t remember a thing about it! I even restrained from barking at the milkman so I could go back to sleep and continue the dream! This is really annoying me. Anyone had a similar experience?
And then there’s the dreams when you wake up and genuinely have no idea whether they were real or not. And when the dream world merges with reality.
There was this time where I dreamt I was at the local field and I caught the scent of delicious biccies on the wind. I followed the scent to the trees and there I found a tower of biscuits in different colours and flavours; chicken, liver, beef, carrot, you name it! I looked up and saw a humongous biscuit bone right at the top. It looked and smelt delectable. I started to climb to the top of the pile. I could hear a clatter, hum and slosh beneath me. I looked down and saw the ground was brown and furry. I was getting closer to that biccie. I wasn’t going to stop now! I was so close to it by now; a few more steps and I’d have it. I felt my lead being clipped onto my collar. It was trying to pull me down. But no! I needed to get that biccie! The clattering sounds were getting louder and louder. I pulled at my lead until I was close enough to reach the biscuit. It continued to try and pull me down. Then, with one huge leap, I jumped to the top and grabbed the gigantic biccie in my mouth! Then I felt the lead pull at me again. I struggled with it – I couldn’t drop it now! Shoving the biccie to the side of my mouth, I grabbed the lead with my strong teeth and started wrestling with it. Gradually, the clattering got louder and suddenly I woke up. I was stretched out across my bed, looking down at the brown, furry cushion. I realised I had something in my mouth. I sat up and my lead was dangling from my jaw. The clattering was coming from the kitchen where the rest of the family were making breakfast. Strangest of all, I could taste that giant biccie… It all seemed very real! That morning on my walk, I ran off to check the place where, in my dream, the tower of biccies stood. However much to my disappointment, it wasn’t there. I did find a stray chicken-flavoured biscuit bone though!
How strange!
Let me know in the comments if you guys have had any funny or strange dream experiences; I’d love to hear from you!

Thanks for reading, have a lovely evening!

LittleBlackDawg 🙂