Monday 31 March 2014

I'm in Trouble!!



Crikey ….. I’m in BIG trouble ….. I ran away from Dad … TWICE and once from MUM!!!  I’m getting too big for my boots according to Dad. Crikey …. I’d better watch my step or I’ll end up in the bad dog’s home.
Our first day in Rutherglen was spent quietly. We just explored the general area and had a walk around the neighbourhood. Two blocks down the road are 2 sheep. Not on a farm …. Just in a backyard!!! AND they are very friendly. I really wanted to get to them but I wasn’t allowed. Mum really needed my straight jacket to keep me in line but keep me in line she did. After our walk Mum and Dad visited a winery where they had, what they said, was a VERY nice lunch. Beautiful food in a beautiful setting. 

Some pretty gum nuts Mum saw on one of our walks.
The building at the end of the road is the winery where Mum and Dad had lunch. Dad put the car where it is because there were 2 garbage bins on the street. He put me on the bonnet of the car. What does he think I am?  Can you see me?

The garbage bins.
 I wasn’t allowed ….. well … I was but if I went Mum and Dad had to sit outside and they reckoned it wouldn’t have been as nice so I had to stay home. IN MY CRATE!!!!!!!! Hmmmmmmmph!  I ATE MY BED!!!!  (I always do). They now go to the local op shop to buy my crate beds (doonas). They get used, but clean ones, for a few dollars instead of new ones for lots of dollars. They think one day I’m going to get better ….. I’M NOT!!!!! When they got home we went for a drive to a little village called Chiltern where there are lots of antique shops. Yeah …. You guessed it …. Mum went looking for pushers!! There were 6 antique shops in the village (precious little of anything else) and Mum went into all of them.  NO PUSHERS!!!!! The last shop she tried was the BEST!! They left me in the car for a bit while they went and checked it out and Dad came to get me while Mum was still in the shop talking. I knew where Mum was and as soon as Dad opened my crate door I jumped out of the back of the car, before he even had the tail gate down, and took off at a rate of knots, across the road, and into the shop to Mum. Just as well there was no traffic in Chiltern, aye??? (RUNAWAY No. 1). Now this was real funny too because this shop was something else! Mum had been talking to the owner, a real old bloke, who really liked a good chat. Unbeknowns to Mum and me he had his best mate, a Jack Russel Terrier, under his desk. When I ran in the JRT came at me with everything happening ….. all teeth flashing and growly and OMD I thought I was dead. You’d have been proud of him Mr. JF Sir. He was very unwelcoming. Crikey what a commotion!! Took him all of ten seconds to calm down and then we were best mates. Crikey he was dirty and SMELL …. OMD I don’t think he’d ever had the misfortune to suffer one of those bath things. Lucky bloke!! Anyway the shop was amazing. It was filthy too and there was STUFF everywhere. The old bloke (don’t think he’d  had a tub in a while either) didn’t think he had a pusher but he didn’t know and said to just have a look around. Well look around we did. Yeah … me too! Great smells and Jack helped show me around.  Mum had been having trouble with the door of my crate. It was real hard to open and Dad found an old tool he thought might help him fix it and the old bloke let him use it. It worked too so Mum doesn’t have to struggle any more. We didn’t find anything to buy but Mum did see a whole heap of little dishes she liked. They were Noritake and in real good condition. One in particular was very pretty and she asked the old bloke how much it was. Four bucks and you can have the lot he said. Four bucks …. That’s ridiculous!! How does this bloke make any money? Mum gave him 6 bucks and took them off his hands. Most people barter down …. My Mum barters up … Too funny!! We went round the corner to another shop with everything clean and beautifully displayed and there was one of the little noritake plates with a price tag of 8 dollars on it.  Rip off merchant said Dad and walked out of the shop …. Fair dinkum!! Mum wanted to go back and give the old bloke more money. Back home to a quiet night and bed.
Pretty, aye? The one Mum liked and asked the price of is the one at the front with the pink rose.

The next morning Dad got up early and decided to take me for a walk to get fresh bread from the local baker for brekky. He opened the front door before putting my lead on and I was OFF! Remember those sheep?  Well I sure did …. I was off and running, down two blocks, to where the sheep were with Dad, yelling and screaming at me,  in hot pursuit.  Hot pursuit ….. what a laugh …. He’s got  2 bad knees …. Cold pursuit is more like it. (Escape No. 2). Again just as well there’s no traffic around here, aye?? I didn’t reach the sheep … I stopped and looked back cause Dad had gone all silent. Where was he???? Decided I’d better go find him. He was hiding behind a tree and when I saw him I jumped all over him. Crikey …. I thought for one horrible moment he had gone!! Before I knew what hit me that lead was snapped onto my collar.  I’ll have to get those sheep tomorrow, aye??
After brekky we headed off to explore Albury/Wodonga. Some more shopping and sightseeing. We found a great dog park and some gardens to wander around in and had a very nice day before heading back to our Rutherglen house. Dad went outside the front door for some reason or other and Mum went to get something out of the car and didn’t worry about me. After all Dad was already out there and I don’t go away when they are both together. BUT … I spotted a dog, walking with his owner, off leash, across the road. See ya Mum …. See ya Dad. Hullo new friend. He was real nice ….. we had a big play and run around … My Mum was yelling at me and my new mate’s Mum was yelling at him. We didn’t listen. Thank goodness there’s no traffic in Rutherglen, aye?? (Escape No. 3). The one and only car that did go past would have got me but Mum saw it coming and threw herself in front of it to save me. NOT REALLY ….. only joking!!!! She did wave her arms about, like a mad woman, at the driver, though.
Crikey … what an exciting day.  Do you think I’m headed for the bad dog’s home? Don’t think I’ll be getting that icecream in a hurry, aye?? If I do it’s back to one only …
Wanna run …. Love, Charlie!!

22 comments:

  1. SHE would have given that bloke more money, too. Haven't seen any pushers--just hear about them. Of course, most kids today just eat with their fingers...don't know how to eat with utensils.

    We laughed at you remembering those sheep. We remember EVERY PLACE we've EVER seen a cat. Don't know why peeps think we forget stuff. SHE has to hide to get us back too. We like to know SHE's nearby when we're off the lead.

    Hey, sounds like you may be heading our way....Dubbo. Give us a wave when you go past.

    XXXOOO Bella & Roxy

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    1. Crikey Bella and Roxy ... you are right about the kids these days eating with their fingers. Mind you it's a lot more sensible than those utensils they are supposed to use if you ask me.
      Ahhhhhhhh! Dubbo, aye?? The zoo! I haven't been there yet. Mum, Dad, Harri and Lucy have been there heaps of times. We aren't going this trip but we will one day soon. You have THE BEST boarding kennels in Australia so my Mum and Dad say. If ever they have to leave me in a kennel they will be travelling to Dubbo to do so. Rovers Run, bed and bone or something like that. The lady that runs it is called Judy and she is wonderful. Harri stayed there a few times and he LOVED Judy.

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  2. Thank goodness there isn't much traffic in Rutherglen!!! You're a funny pup Charlie and I love you lots so please don't do anything to get yourself KILLED! What would Enid do should something happen to you? And, imagine how heartbroken your humans would be also.

    I'm pretty certain you aren't headed to the bad dog's home but I wouldn't be surprised if you aren't enrolled in the next dog obedience class sometime soon - BOL.

    PS - What's a PUSHER?

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    1. Crikey Coco Rose and Puffy .... Thankyou for worrying about me. I will try and not run away again. Especially near a road. It wasn't my fault really. Mum and Dad should be much more careful and look out for my well being. Isn't that what they are there for?? I didn't think of Enid .... I bet she gives me a lecture when she finds out, aye??
      Funny you should say about the obedience classes .... I do go when I'm at home and Dad said the other day I would be going back as soon as we return.
      A pusher is a little utensil that young children use to push their food onto their spoon. It is supposed to teach them how to use a knife and fork. Why bother says I ...
      Hey ... is your Momma feeling better??

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  3. I gets ya rememberin da sheep - I get some lamb food sometimes and it are tasty stuffs.

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    1. Crikey Travis .... lamb sure is good, aye? I thought I might snag me a whole one ...

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  4. You's not headed for da bad dog's home - ya may be headed for being leashed up though.

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    1. Yeah Whitley ... in my straight jacket again!!

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  5. Wow! You are so like me...escape and RUN! At lest when I was a young-un I did that stuff...
    Good thing the roos were not about!

    Yup, I have a memory trap too...mostly fur noms...I always know where I found something yummy to go back and try to find it esp if growlmy dragged me away from it previously...so now my fun gets spoiled, she picks up the desired item and throws it far out of my leash range...

    Um...crikey, I think I would have tried to snarl back at that JRT. Once challenged, backing down is not my style...

    No, not the bad dog home...but maybe time out? Or like the others said...a refresher obedience class? And more leash time than evfur!

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    1. Crikey Mr. J F Sir .... I think I must be part terrier. We have the same traits, aye? That knowing where you found food thing is me all over. I ALWAYS remember where it is. My Mum gets rid of it now too.
      You doods are sure getting that crikey down pat now, aye? You're sounding almost true blue. How'd I go with the doods??

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  6. Maybe not da bad dog home, but I'd gets da hoosegow if I did dat. But I don't nevfur runs off... who would cook my ground beefs fur me if I ran off?

    Is a pusher one of dose rake-like utensils fur lil kids?? A pusher means sumthin entirely different in da states.... bol....

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    1. Ummmmmmm! Finley .... what's da hoosegow?? I'd google it but somehow I don't think it would tell me. AND what's a pusher in the US? We call people that sell drugs pushers ..... is that what you mean? Hope Mum doesn't start collecting them!!!
      She collects childrens pushers which is a rake like utnesil for lil kids .... you are right!!

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    2. Yeah, dat's da kinda pusher I was barkin' about... hahaha. Don't think your Momma would want those....
      A hoosegow is like a jail, or in my case, my crate when I's been naughty....

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    3. Oh, and hoosegow is kinda a western kinda word (as in da Old West)... so peoples from Texas, Arizona, New Mexico use it... came from da Spanish word juzgado...

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    4. Crikey Finley .... a hoosegow ... I love it. I'm going to be spending a lot more time in da hoosegow from now on I think.

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  7. we do the same thing - remember things from the previous day, week, month :) We are loving you vacation and seeing pics of home :)

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  8. I dunno. I don't think yu'll go to the bad dog home. But, yu may Never Get Outta yur crate AGAIN. They'll toss yu in there, without a nice bed. An then they'll go out an have all kinds of fun.
    Did I skeer yu? I meant too. Yu needa be a good boy an not run away.
    Whut if yu run off an they Leave yu? Yu sure wouldn't like that.

    I looked up pusher. Now I know whut yur barkin 'bout.
    An Mommy says "Oh, look at the purdy crochet doily!" Argh.

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    1. Crikey Zoe .... your Mommy???? She got that yarn thing REAL bad, aye?? My Mum thought the doily was real pretty too. What's with 'em??
      I'm not scared!! They won't lock me up WITHOUT a bed, Zoe .... they went to another op shop yesterday and bought 2 more beds. They were on special at the op shop so they were VERY cheap. Who knew op shop had specials?? Wanna flutter those neatly trimmed eyelashes at me??

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  9. BOL, Zoe! Hey, sweet gurl, mabbe if yur Mommy r habbin' a nap one day, yu an' Tux cood tie hur hands ahind hur back an', BOILA! No more messin' 'wound wif yarnz an' junk! BOL :D "I hab NO idea whut habbened, Mommy. Wet's wate 'til Daddy comes home tu ged yu untied."

    I sawed yu sittin' on da hood/bonnet ob yur car, Charwie! Did yu take sum shwinkin' pills or sumfing? Yu wook so bery tiny. BOL :D

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    1. Crikey Zaidie .... good idea for Zoe's Mum, aye? I did look bery tiny Zaidie. What's with Dad putting me on the bonnet of the car? That's doggy abuse I reckon ...

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  10. Charlie, you have got to be careful! You had mom so worried about you and we are happy there isn't much traffic where you are. Funny how you remembered those sheep! Yeah, I do that same thing with cows or horses. Those dishes look real nice, but my mom is like Zoe's mom and was looking at the doily! Oye vey!

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    1. Crikey Buddy ... your Mom too?? I'm yet to get up real close and personal with a cow. I've met horses. Crikey they are big, aye? Hope I get to meet a cow soon.

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