Sunday, August 20, 2006

Sunday afternoon




Sunday afternoons are for snoozing in the sun.....zzzzz Especially after nice morning in the forest with my mates and a kilo of green tripe.....life's good

Iggy Pop











Only 2 months after Tiger came into my life, another greyhound babyboy joined in as well. I couldn't belive my luck!! On top of everything he lives only a 5 minute walk from our house. See how little he was first time we met. Not sure what happened but suddenly he is huge. It's a disaster....but it's so much more fun now that Iggy is big enough to run and play with Tiger and I.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

My mate Thule





Introducing...*drum roll* Thule...my super cool mate. I havent seen her for while...THULE come back from holdays...I miss you!!

Photos of nice summer days with Thule

RUNNING RUNNING


Being a greyhound I run. Fast and often....I love it.

Ball Heaven

bout once a year I have to go to the Vet. My vet is called Dagny and I used to love visiting her. She used to give me loads of attention. In addition I met so many nice dogs and so many interesting smells.

One day my mum took me there and I must have fallen asleep because I woke up. When I woke up I had a larger than life lamp shade around my head, pain in my groin and discovered my mum had left me. Sound rough? You’d better believe it and I haven’t even gotten to the worst part yet!!! That evening I discovered my ball was gone, my one and only ball which used to be there..you know right between my legs. Can you imagine the shock when I realized Dagny had stole my ball and left was some itchy, painful hole in my body!! I was mortified needless to say. Mum claims it’s not actually Dagny’s fault. She said my ball was supposed to have a friend, another ball. Since I had only one, the other one was sad and has gone to ball heaven. It was very sad & I hope it is reasting peacefully in ball heaven as we speak.

I don’t like visiting Dagny anymore. I’m worried what she’s gonna steal next and to confirm my fears she actually drew blood last time..so it keeps escalating. But mum seems to really like her and chats and laugh with her. My mum can be so naïve!!!

Little brothers also...





...make more fun when they're bigger. I don't have to be so careful all the time (BORING) and we can chase eachother for hours without little brothers geting too tiered. So little brother Tiger's not all bad...as a matter of fact he's my favourite pooch in the whole world!!

Little brohters




I wish little brothers would stay small and cute, but they don't. They grow and become bigger and bolder and now look...