Dogs Blog

Sometimes I am a lucky dog and go in the car with Dog-ma to work. She drives a long way some days and likes my company, and to be honest it is always a good dog day when she takes me. Some-times she sings in the car, which I think is very funny. It is the only place she is allowed to sing I think, as all her human family tell her to stop if she sings with them and make comments about cats being throttled. I like to hear her voice whatever it sounds like! She usually finds a park or sometimes a beach to play on if I am very lucky!

On Friday not only did I get the car pill (I get sick in the car sometimes) but it seemed as if Dog-da was coming to work with us as well! We left as usual very early and went on the long straight road, I tried to sit on the shelf at the back so I could watch the other cars go by but Dog-ma had taken it out to put lots of things in the back. Oh well! Have to have a kip instead.

We drove a long way, Dog-da was secretly impressed with Dog-ma’s driving through London, although I could tell he would not say it outright. I have discovered men people must not allow women people to be considered good drivers at any cost. However he did say that no way would he drive down the Blackwall Tunnel at 9am on a weekday if they paid him a thousand pounds. Dog-ma was laid back and told him ‘Welcome to my World’ in a resigned voice. I wanted her to sing, but she didn’t.

When we got to work she went in to do her work,but Dog-da stayed in the car with me, he looked at the black and white paper thing for a while, and then took me for a walk. It was OK, but Dog-ma would of found me a park to play in, but it seems that Dog-da could not find one. When Dog-ma came out from work we all ate sandwiches, I was given some as well, very nice eggy ones.

We set off down a different long road I could tell it was not taking us home. Instead we went to my second home. This is where my Dog-ma’s sister lives. I was very excited and could not wait for her to open the door, I rushed up to it and banged it hard with my front paws and barked. Annie thinks I am very funny and say’s she did not need to hear the bell to know I was here. I rushed in to say hello to her dog Wren, to be honest she is never very happy to se me and largely ignores my existence but I rush around her any-way. Shaky cat is there as well but he is not a happy cat either and spits angry cat words at me. He has a very grand name, Shakespeare, he is Son of our old cat Chloe and it seems the Kittens were born on Shakespeares birthday which is important to some Humans apparently. Anyway we all call him Shaky now. I try to find fluff cat that is always a happy cat and knows the rules of the ‘jump and bat’ game that I like to play. I have to jump and dance around and the cat sits and bats me with a soft paw if I get to close. Fluff cat (Humans call him Aslam) is no-where to be found and my Humans talk in hushed voices about him. When I went outside into the park which Annie say’s is the garden (I wish I had a garden like that one) I found a patch of fresh earth in one corner with a faint smell of Fluff cat. I tried to tell Dog-ma that Fluff cat was hiding under here but she would not listen. I hope he gets out soon.

In the lounge I spotted a new cat sitting on the fireplace, it sat really still and just looked at me. I growled but it still stared at me, I barked and added a growl but still it just stared. Every-one just laughed at this evil looking beast staring down from its perch. Dog-ma picked it up and put it on the floor. It was hard and cold not soft and fluffy, a toy of some kind that the humans like to look at! I still felt I had to growl at it every time I entered the room just to make sure. Humans have some very strange habits.

We then went to visit Grandma, which I always love. The Grand- ma Human likes to sit still a lot while the other Humans fuss about her. She loves me to sit on her lap and she pets me for hours.

To get to her rooms we have to go in the magic cupboard! The doors open we have to go inside, Dog-ma presses the button and a minute later the doors open and we get out again, it’s very strange. The magic thing is that it changes the colour of the carpet outside Humans don’t seem to notice this fact though.

The next day the humans leave me to guard the house, Wren is a deaf dog now and can’t hear if any strangers are about. Humans are painting the Grand-ma’s new flat apparently it is bigger and you don’t have to go in any cupboards to get to it, which seems to please every-one.

When all of them are home, I am in a bit of trouble because I got a bit bored with deaf dog not wanting to play so I found a plant asking to be emptied out of its pot. I also found the waste bin, which is usually good for a snack, so I emptied that out as well. The trouble is the Sister is a kind girl and does not eat any animals at all, so I could not find any tasty morsels no matter how far around the kitchen I spread it. Dog-ma was a bit cross but Sister laughed at me.

Later we had a strange little visitor, it was called a baby! It was a boy baby that is something called a Grandson. This strange creature suddenly turn Dog-ma and Sister into soppy gibbering wrecks who suddenly talk a funny language and use silly words. Babies are very funny little humans that can’t walk and make funny noises. I wondered if it could play ‘jump and bat’ so I danced about a bit to see. The baby made a strange noise, which truly did sound like a throttled cat, I woofed at Dog-da to tell him so. This pleased the baby who went ‘oof oof’ at me. I went and sat down quietly next to him so as not to make him make the cat noise again and guess what? He wanted to play ‘bat and jump’ He batted me rather hard on the head with his chubby hands so I jumped about until baby batted me again. This made the baby laugh and all the humans as well.
I like bedtimes at the Sisters house because I am allowed to sleep in the bedroom with Dog-ma. I start off on the end of the bed but the Humans don’t lay as still as sleeping dogs, so I jump down and make a cosy bed in the open suitcase, which is where I am found in the morning and Dog-ma is not to happy with crumpled clothes, oh well!