On Saturday mum and I went to a paddock in the middle of nowhere to learn how to track.
And the best thing was Tully didnt come so I had mum all to myself.
First part of the day I was stuck in the car while mum sat with all these other people for her lesson. Seeing as I wasnt getting any attention I HOWLED and HOWLED, I'm a very good howler!
Then we went to the paddock and mum left me with some man, went walking off into the distance and then DIsAPPEARED. Oh no, I had to find my mum. So off I ran with the man trailing behind me. Then I spotted it - a big grey blob in the grass. IT HAD EATEN MY MUM!!! I growled, I snarled, I did my emergency bark - I looked fierce. Then I heard my mum's voice coming from the blob, she was trying to get out. I barked even more. Then out of the blob came mum's head - yey, she's alive.
So okay she didnt really get eaten by a blob - she was just hiding under her big grey coat. And all the gundog people thought it was funny becaue their dog's just loved to chase up things out of the grass. But they wouldnt have been laughing if it was a monster. Lucky i was there!
Deska the brave.
Its Tully here and its my bday - I'm all grown up now I'm 3yrs old! I dont do naughty things any more (well hardly ever), although Deska still does, those boys mature later after all.
We are having roast chicken for dinner and we went to the pet shop earlier (where naughty Deska stole a pie that was behind the counter). Its raining here but we still went out to chase a ball for a while, but no flyball tonight.
Still waiting for the cake...
Tully
Uh oh, we've done it this time - we are in BIG trouble.
Tully is drunk and Deska hurt a boy!
Yep, you read right - Tully got onto the kitchen table and drank a glass of port and couldnt walk properly she was so drunk.
And 'cause Tully was getting all the attention I ran off from mum about 1/2 a km, found a boy on a scooter and went into sheepdog mode. I chased him down at full speed barking my head off. The boy fell off his scooter and hurt his knee and ripped his pants. Then mum came up and grabbed me by the collar and so I slipped out of my collar and ran off again!
Now mum is doing the "Sheltie Torture Treatment", which means she is ignoring us big time!
Dont think Santa will be coming now
From an evil Deska (Tully is sleeping off her hangover).
First mum slept in until lunchtime and didn't even answer our 'get out of bed its walkies time' barking, then she goes off to the shops without us!
But on the table was our little suitcase that mum takes to flyball - and we know there are usually treats in there! So on to the kitchen table we get, undo the zipper on the bag (it was already half open anyway) and - voila! 3 venison ears, 4 sheeps ears and a bag of treats. And we managed to knock off the lot before she got home. Then we gave her our best, barkiest greeting when she got home, like only guilty puppies can!
Boy are we full!
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