Sniffer, Diary of A Dog In Isolation!

I’ve been in the doghouse☹️ All because I decided to hit the local pond one hot day last week. Yeah, ok, it was a tad ripe, but that’s just how I like it. But oh dear, the fuss and accusing looks once we got back home, thankfully the hinted bucket didn’t make an appearance. I think Bolshy human is fed up because it’s rained and she is having to do kennel tidying rather than gardening. She hates kennel tidying.........

No sign of that spiky visitor they saw last week, humans have been keeping an eye out for him/her, but no luck. We are off to local vets tomorrow, to pick up some of my tablets, so that means we go out in my Jeep, and I get onto the Woodland Sniffer trail, which is my favourite. Lots of bluebells now, and it’s gone all nice and green.

Big day tomorrow, I am off to bed now.....

Sniffer, I hope you are well.
By 'eck, fame for us both at last.
Have you seen Page 43 of the May Edition of the C&MC magazine and our exclusive letters ?
The phone hasn't stopped ringing and I've already been offered a testing job for Winalot biscuits and other Purina products as our fame is spreading.
My Keepers would shout out our fame from the rooftops but unfortunately they can't go beyond the front door and so it's a bit of a low key celebration.
My man Keeper has promised some more digging if it doesn't rain today but luckily a shower or two has never stopped me digging before and I'm sure there's as decent bone somewhere near the rhubarb patch.
Must go, I can see the Postman coming and he expects a reception and I don't like to disappoint him,
Bye for now,
Merl

😎 I think someone mentioned it yesterday, but I haven’t seen it yet, Bossy one insisted we stopped getting paper magazine, so it’s all digital here, and in true Club style, it’s quicker to get the paper through the post, than try and find the digital version😂

Don't fall for the early phone calls and little bitty offers that early fame can bring. Get a good agent, and hold out for the big stuff. I shall await offers of modelling and testing from Barbour and Orvis, that’s where the  true fame is to be had. I am hoping my chiselled good looks will have Barbour swooning, and I do of course look so good in tweed. Might have to ditch the chariot for a while though, get the old pins pounding the catwalk (🤣) and get my six pack back. 

Of course it will have its downside as well. There will be more baths, all that grooming, lugs will be cleansed, teeth whitened (carrots are brilliant for this, taste good as well) I suppose the bedding will get changed more frequently, tsk, the joys of fame🙄 

It’s not my first brush with Club fame. I was contacted to ask my opinion on Club Sites a while ago, and being a beach fan, was able to give pointers to a couple of splendid options. I like to help out making sure other canines have a good time away.

I might need to choose some publicity shots for my portfolio, should it be the deep thinking Clooney look, or the all action Arnie, or even the classic handsome?🤔

(Mum’s says I am just such a poser, Dad thinks the fame will be bad for me.....🤩)

Well folks I was given a really nice new squeaky toy this morning, shaped like a doughnut, velvety brown. I was so pleased with it I took it outside and buried it in the garden. No one knows where it is, including me and I've given everyone a good workout as they hunt around looking for it...see you soon! 🙄😈🐕 Tallulah x

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Testing photo resizing. Tallulah 🐕

Just to let you, I'm now 9 months old and late last night I found my squeaky toy in the garden...a bit muddy but I'm cleverer than "they" thought I was! 

You like a bit of a “looker” Tallulah, with those gorgeous blond locks. 

I got another swim in yesterday. Parkies have cleaned up the pond and cascade now, so it was crystal clear for a bit of stick dipping. No nasty swamp after whiff either👍

Well Tallulah you're not only pretty but clever too. Did you know all along where it was? 

Sniffer you're a lucky boy then - wonder how long it will last?

Mum and Dad think a lot longer yet, Dad needs to be kept away from others, and there’s only me allowed to say a proper hello to Grandma Cheese at the moment. To be honest, apart from going away in my mobile kennel, and taking Grandma Cheese away in some nice cottages (I have to be a very good boy😇) we are just doing what we normally do, but with less walking variety. Mum is at home a lot more, she looks after GC some days, so I sort of get spoilt a lot more, and she’s great fun for a play in the garden. She’s ruined some of my best sniffing patches in there, too much tidying up going on in my opinion, but it looks nice. 

Mum has been telling me all about my Airedale ancestors, after I found all the rolls of green wire at the bottom of the garden. Being terriers, they had to dig holes every day, and there were three of them, so sometimes the holes got very big. The wire was put up along the Borders, so that they couldn’t play with the plants she had just planted. Tug of war with plants is supposed to be an excellent game, but does result in chastisement and withdrawal of biscuits, so luckily, my genes are more of the blunder through the border type, than rip it up. 🐕