tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61944602613683402562024-03-16T11:53:00.053-07:00Charlie Downunder in Oz!Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.comBlogger311125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-64943543765548654422018-06-26T20:14:00.001-07:002018-06-26T20:14:10.846-07:00Another birthday for Miss G.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Miss G ... AKA Georgia!!</td></tr>
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Crikey the little girls are growing up. I wish they'd <b><i>STOP!!!!!!! </i></b> I remember when they were tiny wee and they smelled all milky and nice. Then they got a bit bigger and they didn't smell so good and talk about messy eaters. If they weren't dropping food all over the place they were throwing it at someone or other. That was the <b><i>BEST</i></b> time! I got to taste some really fancy food and most of it was real good stuff. <b><i>AND </i></b>..... sometimes I even got to lick the chocolate off their faces. I'm not allowed chocolate for some silly reason but it was free reign when it was on faces. It's also when I first got to try toast and vegemite. Fair dinkum ..... that stuff is the best. I have a bit of Mum's every morning. She <b><i>ALWAYS</i></b> has toast and vegemite at brekky time. Now that they are growing up they aren't nearly as messy so I'm missing out on all that good stuff ... <b><i>BUT </i></b>..... I've digressed .... back to Miss G!! It was her birthday last week. She's 6! Who'd have thought?? She's the baby in the family. Well not anymore. She might be the youngest but she's 6 going on 16. Talk about a Madam. She knows exactly what she wants and when she wants it and no-one can boss that little Miss around. She's also the clown of the family and makes everyone laugh with her antics. I adore her!! But then so does everyone that meets her. She had a great birthday. She wanted an<b><i> LOL</i></b> theme. Now that's not short for laugh out loud. <b><i>LOL's</i></b> are some sort of surprise toy that's all the rage with 6 year olds at present. Mum and Jen got to and made her cake and arranged a party at the local duck ponds park. It was a great day and lots of fun was had by all.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not too much work involved in this effort by Mum and Jen but it looked good and Miss G loved it. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the duck ponds.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It tasted as good as it looked. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can you see the donut pinata??</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The day she was born.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such a wee little then, aye???</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the way home after the BIG day!! </td></tr>
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The next day was our Jo's mid year piano recital. Crikey she did good. Mum reckoned she was the best one there and she's not at all biased. Jo played two pieces and didn't make any mistakes at all. <b><i>How good is that??</i></b> I got to go too. It was a beautiful day and the concert was held outdoors. Miss G and I bonded together whilst watching the performers. We had the best two days and ..... lucky us ..... we get to do it all over again next week for our Jo. She'll be 11!! Yes ..... that's right ... <b><i>ELEVEN!! </i></b> <b><i>Crikey ..... where did those years go??</i></b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I know .... no shoes!! Well it <b><i>IS</i></b> Queensland. Not a bad day for winter, aye?? </td></tr>
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Wanna run ..... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com86tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-33914772430996518692018-06-16T20:52:00.001-07:002018-06-16T20:52:17.016-07:00Our Harri!!<b><i>WARNING: There will be a LOT of photos!!!!!!</i></b><br />
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Today is the day Our Harri died. It was 5 years ago that we lost him. He was an Irish terrier. I didn't know Harri.. He was gone before I came to the family but I've sure heard LOTS about him. Mum reckons he found me for her. Apparently he was the BEST dog. Dog of Dogs, Dad used to call him. Crikey Dad loved that dog. Mum's the dog person in our house and always did all of the training. She did obedience, agility and flyball with all our dogs but when Harri arrived she made Dad do the training. He did a real good job too. Harri did obedience but he never liked it much. He wasn't one to be told what to do. He did agility but was never all that fussed on it either .... BUT flyball .... oh my ... he took to it like a duck to water. Mum always thought he would be hopeless and never suggested Dad give it a try. Mum would practise flyball in the backyard with our little wire haired foxie, Lucy, whilst Harri watched on from inside. One day Mum let Harri out while the equipment was still up and, would you believe, he jumped over the jumps perfectly, jumped on the flyball box and jumped back over the jumps just as if he'd been doing it all his life. There was no ball in the box but other than that he had done it all perfectly. Mum was flabbergasted. So Harri's flyball career began. He loved it!!! He and Lucy went in many competitions with great results. Harri was better than Lucy but she was a great height dog. If you have a small dog in your team you only have to jump over small jumps. Harri was a bit lazy and didn't like jumping over the bigger jumps. He also only really liked Mum to run him so Dad took over the running of Lucy and Mum did Harri. Everyone used to laugh at Dad cause he's a pretty big bloke and Lucy was such a little Princess but he didn't care. They had a lot of good times at flyball. </div>
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Harri was nearly 12 and a half when he died. He had stomach cancer and Mum and Dad persevered for as long as they could but one day they could see poor old Harri was in a lot of pain and took him to Peter our Vet one last time. Peter felt around his tummy, took one big sad look at Mum and Dad and said those 2 words Mum and Dad didn't want to hear ... "it's time". Mum and Dad took Harri home and spent all of the next day doing all the things Harri loved. He went to the beach and the river and he feasted on ICECREAM among other things and the next day Peter came to our house and Mum and Dad and Peter said their goodbye's. Yes .... Peter loved him too. Everyone did. So here's the 87 million photos I warned you about. Do you think you would have loved him too???</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Harri and his big sister Lucy. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here he is at 6 weeks of age. He came to live at our house when he was 8 weeks old. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can he weave or what?????</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep .... He can jump too. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No probs with the tunnel. Terriers love that stuff. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He sure loved his soft toys but they didn't last long around him and Lucy. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Always up to no good Mum said. He and Lucy were quite the characters. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think he really LOVED Dad, aye? </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mum about to let Harri go at flyball. See Dad with Lucy under his arm behind her. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crikey .... even I know that was a very bad crossover. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Go Harri!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First place this time. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mum's favourite photo ... </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here's where Harri is now. I pee on him when it rains cause he's under cover. Mum put those flowers there for him today. <br /></td></tr>
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Wanna run ..... Love, Charlie. </div>
Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-26488078421762874682018-06-15T22:11:00.000-07:002018-06-15T22:11:09.973-07:00We have the BEST winters!!!Crikey I <b><i>LOVE </i></b>winter. We have the best winters. It's not too hot and it's not too cold. It's just right!! Like in Goldie Locks and the three bears, aye?? The beach in winter is perfect. Most of the time I have it to myself but if there are people there they have dogs too and I get to play with them. There is the odd fisherman but they leave me alone so I don't worry about them too much. They do have some good smelling stuff in their buckets sometimes but Mum yells at me if I go near them. We go to the beach <b><i>EVERY</i></b> day. Usually twice a day and I have the best time. Sometimes we stay for a few hours. Mum and Dad take some chairs and they just sit while I go off exploring. When I've had enough of that I come back, dig myself a hole for a bed, and bunker down for a peaceful nap. Crikey I love the beach!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty sky, aye?? Mum says I blend ..... I'm the same colour as the sand.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption">Look!!! EMPTY ...... </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption">This bloke arrived but he was ok.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See the bed I made? Pretty neat, aye?? Got a bit of sand up my snooter doing it but that didn't bother me. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was earlier in the day. This bloke was checking the waves out to see if it was worth getting his surfboard out. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep .... that's me traipsing along behind Dad. It was a cold morning. Dad still had shorts on but he did have a jacket. Most unusual for him. </td></tr>
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Wanna run (at my beach with me) ...... Love, Charlie!!Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-23301208073182693062018-06-09T21:42:00.001-07:002018-06-09T21:42:07.908-07:00The rest of my adventure!!Crikey ...... did you think I'd forget to tell you the rest of the story?? No way!! Not ME!! This is what happened next. Jen followed me around with a frypan before we went to Dr. Peter. I wondered what she was doing and, would you believe, when I went to pee she stuck it under me and caught my pee. Have you ever heard of such a thing? When we got to Dr Peter he checked me all over ..... and you all know what THAT involves!! Hmmmmmmph .... the indignities!! Fair dinkum .... why do they do that???? AND he sucked me almost dry of my blood. What the heck!!!!!!! Then he wanted to keep me overnight. What was he thinking??? My Jen was having none of that. Crikey I love her!! She said she was taking me home and she would watch me like a hawk and if there were any problems she would ring Dr Peter even if it was the middle of the night. He agreed as he reckoned I would be more stressed staying with him than going home with her and he was dead right there, aye?? He couldn't find anything wrong with me. No bruising, no scratches or cuts ..... nothing!! BUT I was still bleeding from my penis. Not as bad as before. He checked my urine and it was very dark with lots of blood in it. He told Jen to get as many samples of my urine as she could and bring me and them back early in the morning. He said that most dogs he saw with blood in their urine had internal injuries and most had been hit by a car. BUT there was no sign of any of that on me. No bruises ... no sore spots. So off home we went. I was so tired. All I wanted to do was sleep and sleep I did. <br />
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Jen had to ring Mum and tell her the story. She'd been putting it off as she didn't want to worry her but knew she'd be more upset if she didn't know. Poor Mum wanted to come straight home but Jen convinced her to stay with Dad. Mum knew I was in good hands. I was good all night. Jen did manage to get some more urine samples and each one got lighter and lighter with less blood evident. The next morning we went back to Dr. Peter and he was quite happy with the way the samples looked but said he wouldn't be completely happy till the blood tests came back. Well they did come back later and they were all good. They still don't know what was wrong with me but feel I probably got stuck on the top of the gate for a bit and had an internal bleed AND I would have been badly dehydrated as it was such a hot day and I had NOTHING to drink. How lucky was I?? A whole day on my own and I survived. Pretty clever, aye?? Also lucky that it was now the weekend and I didn't have to be left alone again. Dad was only in hospital for a few days and Mum and Dad got home before Jen had to go to work again. Crikey it was good to see them and did I ever get a lot of attention. I thought Mum was going to squeeze me to death. It' s a wonder I didn't start bleeding from my penis again. Dad wasn't as lucky as me. Everything seemed to go well for him but he didn't heal up as well as he should. He got an infection and had a pretty bad time of it for a while but he's all good again now. SO ..... we both survived. How good is that?? <br />
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Wanna run .... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-77042626174462660902018-06-02T21:02:00.000-07:002018-06-02T21:02:57.340-07:00I escaped!!Did I ever have an adventure and a half???? I escaped ..... AND I made the book of faces. It all went like this:-<br />
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Dad had to go into hospital for an operation and as the hospital was two hours drive from our house Mum thought it would be best if I stayed with our Jen so that she could stay in a motel close to the hospital. BIG MISTAKE!!!! Mum and Dad were to be gone for 87 million days. I can cope with them gone for 87 minutes but 87 million days ..... CRIKEY ..... what were they thinking. They thought I'd be safe. Jen's house has an 8 foot high fence all the way round. Herbie NEVER escapes. Well ..... Herbie's not me, aye??? So ..... Mum and Dad dropped me off. All was well at first. Herbie was pleased to see me as were the little girls. I was pleased to see them too. We played in the yard for a while and THEN ..... Jen had to take the little girls to school and she had to go to work. I had to stay at home with Herbie. Hmmmmmph!! Now I like Herbie but he's not my Mum or Dad and I wanted them real bad so I decided I'd go looking for them. It was a stinking hot day. Well over 100 degrees. No-one really knows what happened except me so I'm telling you my version of events and you can believe me or not. I tried to jump the fence but it was too high at first but after trying a few times I took a bit of a run up and got almost to the top and clawed my way up (I left some pretty big scratch marks on the fence). I got stuck at the top for a bit but managed to jump down the other side alright. Then I took off in search of Mum and Dad. I ran all over the place. One Lady was yelling at me. Talk about scary!!!! I don't like people that yell. My Mum NEVER yells at me. Well ..... maybe sometimes .... like when I try to chase the birds. But this lady was yelling at me big time. Every time she got close to me I took off and when I run no-one can catch me. I ran a long way. I thought Mum and Dad might be at the beach so I went on the main road to the beach. There were a LOT of cars but I stayed on one side of the road and all the cars just slowed down and followed me. Lots of people tried to catch me but I ran into the bushes and they couldn't find me. Pretty clever, aye?? Crikey I got tired. It was soooooooo hot and I did a lot of running and there was no water to drink. I was feeling real crook so I decided I'd best head back to Jen's house. It took me a while to get back but get back I did. People saw me on the way back too but I just took off like a rocket whenever anyone got near and no-one managed to keep up with me. Jen didn't know I had escaped and when she got home she was VERY surprised to see me lying under a tree in her FRONT yard. I was soooooo hot and thirsty and felt real crook but I was soooooooo pleased to see her. She immediately took me inside and gave me a big drink and put the air conditioner on and after a little while I perked up a bit and she thought all was well. It wasn't until later when she checked her Book of faces page that she saw ME plastered all over it. Sightings all over the place of ME!! Oh my ..... Jen was really stressed as she knew by the times of the sightings that I had been missing for most of the day. She checked me all over and I looked ok and she gave me some food and I ate that alright so she thought all was well but later on she saw drops of bright red blood all over the tiled floor. Oh no ..... I was bleeding. Not only bleeding but ..... BLEEDING FROM MY PENIS! Fair dinkum!! My Penis!!!!! She was on the phone soooooo fast. To Peter ..... he's my Vet. Next thing I know I'm bundled into the car and off to see Peter. Do I have your attention now????? I do ..... well ..... can you wait till next week to find out what happened? It's a bit of a long story and I don't want you to get bored. Next week I'll finish the adventure ..... I promise ...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty nice afternoon at the beach, aye? Just so you know I survived. </td></tr>
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Wanna run ... Love, Charlie.Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-49102458702501951192018-05-27T20:31:00.003-07:002018-05-27T23:01:10.288-07:00I've been hiding?????Crikey ... I hope you can you find me???? You might have to biggefy the pictures.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm here .... honest!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See me NOW?????</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This one's a bit easier.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was easy, aye??</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But this one's hard. Get a load of those ducks. I sure wanted to chase them.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BUT ..... I didn't. How good was I?????</td></tr>
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Thought you may like to see how much the little girls have grown and Herbie, the pest!! Oh my .... he's HUGE!! <br />
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Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-6451505882382399062017-12-15T20:51:00.000-08:002017-12-15T20:51:19.026-08:00Izzi's birthday!!Crikey ..... I haven't shown you any pics of the little girls for a while, aye?? They sure are growing up fast. <br />
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Miss G broke her arm a short while back. Kidd'n that wasn't a drama!! The worst part was that she couldn't go swimming and it's HOT here!! Miss G. loves swimming BUT ..... remember how she used to always go NAKED. Well ..... NOT ANY MORE!!! She won't let anyone see her naked these days.<br />
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AND we've just celebrated Miss Izzi's 7th Birthday!! SEVEN ..... crikey where did those years go. She wanted an emoji cake so Mum and Jen went to work and came up with one for her. It wasn't one of their best efforts but Miss Izzi liked it. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She would have liked the poo emoji but Mum and Jen didn't want to encourage her toilet humour.</td></tr>
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AND Miss Jo ..... what to say ..... just as sweet as ever!!! She's my favourite but don't tell anyone. She gives the best cuddles and always has time for me. She's learning the piano and doing ever so well. Mum went to her end of year concert the other day and she reckoned Miss Jo was the best performer there. Not biased at all, aye?? <br />
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So there's a bit of a catchup on the girls and I'll finish off with an update on HERBIE. Oh my ..... what a pest!! He's 1 now and still drives me to distraction. He LOVES me and is in my face all the time and he NEVER rests. I do like it when he visits but I like it even better when he goes home.<br />
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Wanna run ........ Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-68830377924820589812017-12-08T19:00:00.002-08:002017-12-08T19:00:54.051-08:00Hello ...... Hello ....... is there anyone out there that remembers me??????????<br />
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Wanna run ...... Love charlie!!Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-43175537449989642462017-09-08T17:00:00.000-07:002017-09-08T17:00:50.398-07:00My first flower Friday!!Crikey ...... you all know my Secretary is hopeless and couldn't join a blog hop if her life depended on it but I just have to join in on <a href="http://dorysbackyard.blogspot.com.au/">Arty and Jakey's</a> flower Friday this week because we found a VERY SPECIAL flower just the other day and we immediately thought of our dear and wonderful friend, Dory. She might be at the bridge now but she's still in all our hearts, aye?? So here's the special flower ...<br />
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The name is derived from Ancient Greek language and Dory means spear and anthes means FLOWER (how apt for Dory, aye?) And we all know what excelsa means, aye, cause our Dory sure excelled. Matter of fact she was EXCELlent. <br />
Sorry we aren't around much but Mum's old eyes just aren't up to it. She's fit and well though so don't worry, aye? I'm great ...... but then ..... that goes without saying, aye?? <br />
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<br />Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-61864552565353618452017-08-05T20:21:00.000-07:002017-08-05T20:21:10.882-07:00I've got a cave!!Crikey ..... get a load of this?? They made my crate into a cave. I love it ..... what do you think??<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep ..... they took the door off ..... It's taken 4 years but I can now be left at home alone for 3 whole hours without wrecking the house. 4 hours might test me though. </td></tr>
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Wanna run .... love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-13944477340652446092017-07-18T21:49:00.000-07:002017-07-18T21:49:08.867-07:00Jo's BIG day ..... she's in double figures!!Our Jo turned 10. Yes ...... our <b><i>LITTLE</i></b> Jo ..... <b><i>TEN!!!!!!!!!</i></b> Oh my ...... Mum's still in shock. She was there when she was born and it only seems like yesterday to her.. Dear little Jo .... she's such a sweetheart. She's my favourite of all the Grandkids. She really loves me and hangs with me more than the others do. I love 'em all but Jo's special. Mum and Jen made her cake. Now that she's in double figures they aren't doing number cakes anymore so they put their hands to their first <b><i>ROUND </i></b>cake. Jo wanted a unicorn cake so Mum and Jen went to work and came up with this little number. <br />
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Jo loved it. Mum and Jen weren't so happy. It was difficult for them. They tried a technique they hadn't tried before and they had a lot of trouble but it turned out ok in the end. The pictures looked better than it really was. They'll try again but Mum's going to practise a bit before attempting another one. They are getting a lot more adventurous in their cake decorating and are making their own fondant decorations and Mum's been really practising her piping and getting quite good at it again. She's really been enjoying it. Jo went to the movies with a few of her friends and they then came back to our house for the present giving and cake cutting etc. It was a lovely afternoon but VERY hectic. Mum took 3 days to recover. Not me ..... I had a great time and yes ...... I did get to try the cake and I also got ICECREAM!! It wouldn't be a birthday without ice-cream, aye???<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She did ask for a rainbow unicorn cake. Success on both counts, aye?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crikey ..... ten years make a BIG difference, aye??</td></tr>
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Oh and I wanted to thank you all for popping over to check out Bianca's blog. You blokes are the best. Bianca's family have lots of animals and when she finishes this trip I'm going to try and talk her into continuing her blog and maybe she'll join us here in Blogville. That would be good, aye?? <br />
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Wanna run .... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-40466198414657150182017-07-17T21:52:00.000-07:002017-07-17T21:52:46.300-07:00A new blogger!! Is there anyone out there that likes a good read. A friend of our Jen's has recently set out on a trip to the very top of Australia and she has, and is, still doing a very comical blog about it. She and her husband are travelling with their 4 kids and, trust me, it is a good read. You will see some great photos of a quite remote part of Australia in the process but you really should start at the beginning to get the full benefit. <a href="https://frankieandthetramp.com/2017/06/27/introducing-frankie-and-the-tramp/">HERE</a> is the link.<br />
Mum has really been enjoying the blog as she and Dad did this very same trip a hundred and 87 years ago. When they did it there were no campsites along the way and they had to free camp everywhere. There were NO facilities at all. It took them a lot longer than it is taking this family. They weren't anywhere near as well set up either but they didn't have 4 kids in tow. They were told to take another couple with another 4WD as it was, supposedly, too dangerous to do it alone but Mum and Dad took no notice of that. Lucky for them they survived but only just if the stories I've heard are true. I think it is a bit different these days. Mum and Dad hardly saw another vehicle for their entire trip. I don't think that would happen anymore. One funny story they tell is when they saw a "house" and, as they were quite lost, decided to head on over and ask for directions. The house turned out to be 4 poles with a corrugated iron roof, no walls and a dirt floor. There was a family living there and the numerous kids and dogs and chooks and a couple of pigs came out to greet them. The parents eventually wandered over too and told Mum and Dad the way to go. "Just keep going along that track and you'll get to the place you want to go (Princess Charlotte bay). No-one's been out there for a while so we don't know what the track's like but you'll be right, mate. If you're not back in a few days we'll come out and look for you". Well they never did find where they wanted to go but they did manage to see some interesting stuff along the way and made sure they were back so as the family didn't have to come looking for them. <br />
Our Jen went to work on Thursday Island soon after she graduated from University. She was a special education teacher, specialising in hearing impairment and her job was to travel to all of the Torres Strait Island communities and check on the kids that had hearing problems. There were a lot of them. Nearly all the kids she saw were local Torres Strait Island kids and, unfortunately, they had and still have a lot of hearing issues. She travelled by helicopter to the different Islands and would return to her home most nights. She would sometimes stay overnight but not too often. She'd never been in a chopper before and was terrified at first but soon learnt to love it. The waters up there are inundated with all sorts of sea creatures, not to mention crocs, so the view from the chopper was always entertaining. She ended up living on Horn Island (not Thursday Island) and her flatmate was Bianca, the Mum in the blog. They became very good friends and are to this day. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crikey .... such a long time ago now. Our Jen's first school. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> This was taken from Thursday Island looking toward Horn Island. The colour of the water up there is amazing. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just so you don't forget what I look like!!</td></tr>
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I'm sure, if you take the time, you will enjoy Bianca's blog. I sure hope you do. I know if you left a comment or two Bianca would be over the moon. She didn't think ANYONE would bother to read her blog. <br />
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Wanna run ..... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-78916903585196207462017-07-13T15:21:00.000-07:002017-07-13T15:21:11.452-07:00The ears have it!!Crikey ..... Mum loves gum tree trunks for some strange reason or other. She takes millions of pictures of them. See I told you she's boring. She took these a while back now and thought they were hilarious. Do you see anything funny about them?? I sure don't? Weird woman my Mum .....<br />
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Wanna run .... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-73842477062038915942017-07-11T21:38:00.001-07:002017-07-11T21:39:33.257-07:00She's back with more BORING pictures!!Well knock me down with a feather ...... some of you weren't bored with Mum's post yesterday!!!!! Fair dinkum?????? Who'd have thought?? Not me that's for sure!! Well ..... the few of you that weren't bored will be pleased to know that she's back. Sorry to the rest of you but flick through to the end. There'll be an interesting shot of you know who?? That should make up for the absolute and utter bored state that you have found yourselves in. Take it away Mum ......<br />
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Well first to answer a question that Blueberry's Mom had ... Then just pictures ..... I wouldn't want to take up too much of Charlie's precious post. I have to say Da Phenny made me laugh big time with his comment when he said when his Mama reached into her pocket for her phone so she could take a picture all she came up with was a poop bag. I've been there and done that so many times. My pockets <b><i>ALWAYS</i></b> have poop bags <b><i>AND</i></b> treats in them. But back to Blueberry's Mom's question. She didn't know what salties and freshies were. Salties are saltwater crocodiles <b><i>AND DEADLY</i></b> and freshies are freshwater crocodiles and not so deadly. Freshies aren't real big and don't worry you if you don't worry them. I've swam in heaps of places with freshies around without a problem. There's no way I'd swim anywhere near salties though. Now to the rest of the pics. Oh my ..... I've just looked at the ones I chose and Charlie's right. Way too many. I wanted to show you 36 pics. That's way too many, aye?? So here's just a few (more than just a few I'm afraid) .... oh and it's better if you biggefy them. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Many an hour was spent here. The wallabies, birds and buffalo were great company. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such pretty sunsets. I'm afraid the phone just didn't do them justice. The bloke from Michigan took some stunners. I was so envious of his whopping big telephoto lens. He took an amazing photo of a saltwater croc too. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lotus lillies. Oh so pretty and useful too. You can eat all of them and the stem can be used as a straw for drinking and the local aborigine women used them as a hat. We had them in one of our meals one night. Delicious! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Loved the air boat. The places it could go! Amazing!! I swear there was NO water under us at times. if you live in the US I believe you use them in the Everglades. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was a Jabiru nest and Mrs. Jabiru was standing up. Again the Michigan man got a great shot. Me ..... not so much but you can see her if you biggety it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mumma and baby. That baby was still in the Mumma's pouch from time to time. You'd wonder how it would fit but it did. Probably not for much longer. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brolgas ..... We saw some just like this.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crikey ..... makes my wallaby pic look cheap, aye??</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Magpie geese. They were everywhere but I couldn't capture them like this. </td></tr>
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Thank goodness that's over, aye?? Now here's some pics of an encounter I had on the beach yesterday arvo. I was just wandering around minding my own business when out of nowhere this greyhound sheila ran at me at a million miles an hour. Crikey I thought I was fast but I was no match for her although I could beat her over a short distance. She <b><i>ALWAYS</i></b> caught me though. We had a great time. I hope she comes back another day. Her name was Piper. Pretty name, aye??<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm in the lead ..... but not for long!!</td></tr>
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Wanna run ..... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-89486509052845012202017-07-10T19:48:00.000-07:002017-07-10T19:48:29.078-07:00Mum's turn!!Crikey ...... I've succumbed!! It's all hers. Sorry!! .... <b><i>prepare to be bored to tears!!</i></b> Some of you actually asked to hear about it. Fair dinkum ..... what sort of nut cases are you??????? Oh well ...... here you go Ma ..... take it away .....<br />
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Thanks Charlie ... I think!! I'll try not to bore you to tears but will tell you just a little and then let the pictures tell the story. There are a lot. I forgot to pack my good camera. Who does things like that?? Me obviously! It drove me crazy too as we were in a birdlife wonderland and if I had my good camera ... oh the bird photos I could have taken. Have you ever heard a barking owl?? <b><i>OMD!!</i></b> Do they ever sound like a dog barking? We had a wonderful encounter with a pair of them when returning to our room from dinner one night. We could hear them and all of a sudden one flew onto the ground right at our feet and was immediately joined by his mate. They didn't stay long and flew into the tree directly in front of us but we did have a torch and managed to get a really good look at them. Oh to have had my camera then. But back to the beginning ..... We decided a bit of a holiday was in order. Between working, health problems and family commitments we were both feeling slightly jaded. We had 10 days with nothing much planned so arranged a trip to Darwin in the Northern Territory. We hadn't been there for about 30 years so thought it was time to check it out again. Now I'm not one for cities, if you can call Darwin a city, so we only spent a few days there and then headed down to Litchfield National park and Berry springs for the day and our last five days we spent on a humungous cattle and buffalo station (Swim Creek station) right at the very top of Australia. Swim creek homestead is in fact the northernmost homestead in all of Australia and it is big ... 303 sq kms. Not the homestead. That's the size of the station. The accommodation was great. Not grand by any stretch of the imagination but all you needed. The rooms were big tents with flyscreening on 3 walls so you could see out at all the animal and birdlife right from the comfort of your king sized bed and completely private from other guests. Oh .... its ALWAYS hot at the top of Australia so it was good to have all that fresh air. No internet, phones or television. Five days of absolute bliss. Spent each day going out on the massive flood plains in an air boat in search of birdlife etc. Didn't have to go far. There were birds EVERYWHERE. Magpie geese in their hundreds. We saw eagles, whistling kites, jabiru, brolgas, swamp hens, herons of all shapes and sizes, egrets ... oh way too many to name them all and tiny wee little kingfishers and bee catchers. Such pretty colours. We saw crocs too. Real big ones but we didn't get any good photos of them. They kinda take off when you get close and remember I left my camera at home. There were big salties and little freshies too. On land there were huge flocks of corellas and cockatoos. They kept us amused on the days we didn't go on the boat. There were also the most adorable wallabies hopping around everywhere. Between them, the birds and the buffalo we had plenty to look at and although I tried to read a book I found I was too busy watching the antics of the animal and birdlife around me. So relaxing. Our meals were all served in a communal dining room and we enjoyed the company of our fellow guests over some very well prepared and delicious meals. Such interesting people some of them. One couple we really got on well with were from South Australia. They were both Vets but he was an Ophthalmologist Vet. They were bird watchers and taught us ever so much about bird watching. There was a couple and their sons from Michigan. She was a track and field star and a Rhodes scholar. A Rhodes scholar?? Crikey ..... Charlie would say!!! If we had been there a week earlier we would have been dining with Pippa Middleton and her new husband. Apparently they spent several nights and loved every minute of their stay. No special treatment for them. They stayed in the same accommodation we did and ate the same food around the same table. Only the guests were different but they weren't hand picked. Just whoever happened to be there at the time. <br />
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Hey Mum ....... you said you wouldn't bore my friends to tears!!! For how much longer are you going to go on? You said you'd let the pictures tell the story so how about it, aye?? I'll even let you show the pics over two days if it will shut you up <b><i>NOW</i></b>. I saw how many you picked out. Fair dinkum. The things up with which I have to put!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wow ... the water was crystal clear and not even cold. It runs all year round as it is spring fed. So beautiful and clean. You could see the fish swimming around. There are fresh water crocs but you leave them alone and they leave you alone. Salties not so much ..... but they are only there in the wet season. The park is closed in the wet season. Way too dangerous and too much water, anyway. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ok Charlie is getting impatient so I'll quickly show you this one of Swim Creek station and I'll show you the rest tomorrow or the next day. This is one of the guest rooms. Looks like walls in the pic but it is flyscreen of a sorts. You can see out but not in during the day. At night with lights on, however you can see in. Mmmmmm! I didn't take this photo. I stole it from the station site. Hope they don't mind. </td></tr>
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Wanna run away from this VERY boring post .... Love, Charlie. <br />
<br />Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-41356982326160061472017-07-08T22:05:00.004-07:002017-07-08T22:05:46.833-07:00Practising for Jo's birthday!!Yeah, Yeah ..... I know ..... you still want to know what Mum did while I was in the slammer. I will get to it .... one day!! But it's birthday month at our house and we have serious cake stuff to see. It's Jo's birthday next (it's Dad's really but he has to share his birthday with Miss Jo) and she wants a unicorn cake. I hope Dad likes unicorns. If he's real lucky he might get a golf cake but it won't be anywhere near as impressive as Jo's. <br />
Anyway Jen and the little girls came over the other day and Mum and Jen made all the decorations for the cake. Then they decided it was time for a cake decorating lesson for the girls. <b><i>SO </i></b>...... they made cupcakes and the girls got to decorate them. Kept 'em occupied for ages. They had the best time. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mum did these to demonstrate !!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Had a bit of trouble cause the icing bag wasn't big enough. See the icing sausage coming out the top. Hahahaha!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty neat colours, aye??</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jo's effort!! She was a natural ..... got the idea straight away but then .... she is our little crafty one. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Miss Izzi just couldn't get it right so needed a helping hand. Well you can't be good at everything and she's our little Miss Gymnast. Not really cut out for this sort of work. Love that she tries though, aye??</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They got to eat what they made along with a cup of hot chocolate. Hot chocolate????? Just what you need when it's 27C, aye?? </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And these are the ones Mum and Jen made. They won't last until the birthday but they will make more and do a much better job of the next lot. It's good to practise, aye??</td></tr>
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Herbie came too. Crikey ..... is he ever a nightmare. He's still obsessed with me. Can't leave me alone. He's all over me and talk about messy. He mightn't shed hair but he sure makes up for it in other ways. He is water <b><i>MAD!!!!!!</i></b> You should see him drink. Puts his whole head in the bowl. Feet too. Then he walks all over Mum's clean floors. He also walked through the garden and then came inside with <b><i>VERY </i></b>muddy paws and proceeded to jump on Mum's lounge. <b><i>OMD!!</i></b> What a mess ..... muddy paw prints everywhere. He also pooped inside but that was Mum's fault. She forgot to open the door with the doggy flap in it so he couldn't get out first off. He did try. I know because I saw him. He went to every door in the house before he pooped. Poor little bloke. Did he ever get yelled at by our Jen. It was a fun day though. Everyone had fun. You should have seen the house after they left though. <b><i>OMD!! </i></b> What a mess. Poor Mum was pooped by the end of the day. We went to bed very early that night. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See ..... everywhere I go there HE is!!!</td></tr>
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Wanna run ..... love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-60124534432041351802017-07-04T19:41:00.001-07:002017-07-04T19:41:10.190-07:00Remember Miss G???Ok ..... so Mum still wants to tell you about her trip away and I will let her ..... one day ..... but right now I reckon you'd rather see Miss G's latest birthday pics. You remember Miss G, aye?? She's the one that wouldn't wear clothes. Couldn't keep 'em on her no matter how hard we tried. Kidd'n' that hasn't changed. Now she won't let anyone see her naked. Not even ME!!! Would you believe she's turned 5?? Crikey ..... the baby of the family is 5? Where did those years go?? <br />
You should have seen the cake decorating effort. What a disaster!! Mum's 20, plus year mix master packed it in during the making of the all important icing and improvisation was needed in a hurry. It was really hard to beat and couldn't be done by hand so Dad came to the rescue. I'll let the pictures tell the story. I don't know if you remember but when Mum and Jen decorate the kids cakes they always give everyone a job to do. Well this time Dad sure had his work cut out but his actions saved the day. Mind you .... my job is always to supervise and I reckon I did a pretty good job too. The cake wasn't our best effort ever but Miss G loved it and that's the most important thing, aye?? <br />
We had the celebrations the day before I was put in the slammer and Mum and Dad took off to the bush so it was just a small family affair but we sure had a good day. Wanna see the pics ..... of course you do ...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">How good's Dad, aye?? It wasn't perfect but it did the trick and guess what? Mum's got a brand new mixer for the next cake. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All ready for Miss Jo's unicorn cake next week!! She's 10 ..... oh my .... double figures!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm the best supervisor!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty, aye??</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">How good is that mermaid tail? Jen made that one. The little girls made one each too but we couldn't put them on the cake. They didn't pass my quality control. They did go on some cupcakes though. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wow ..... look at all that loot!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think she liked that pressy!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She sure liked that mermaid doll. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Time to blow the candles out. Crikey Izzi ..... shut your mouth, mate. A fly could fly in there. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Well done Miss G!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crikey ...... she sure looked dangerous with that knife. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">REALLY??????? I waited for the ice-cream to go with mine. </td></tr>
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Wanna run .... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-27597349251375179252017-06-30T19:24:00.004-07:002017-06-30T19:24:45.257-07:00I've been in the slammer!!You'll never guess what <b><i>THEY</i></b> did to me!! Put me in the slammer .... that's what!! <b><i>ME</i></b> .... <b><i>CHARLIE!!!! YES</i></b> .... in the slammer!! Don't they know how delicate I am? Don't they know that I'm the most important thing in their lives?? Don't they know they can't live without <b><i>ME?????? </i></b> What the heck were they thinking?? Don't ask me ..... I was devo! You should have seen this place. I had to share with 10 other dogs. Dogs ..... not whippets. Most of 'em were ok and I didn't have to share my room with them or my television set but there was this one bloke ..... oh my ..... he was<b><i> HUGE!!!</i></b> Just as well I didn't have to share with him. I went for walks with him and you should have seen his poops. They were humungous. I got to eat horse poop and roo poop on our walks. That was the only good part about being in the slammer. Mum reckons I mustn't have eaten much else because I was only there for 2 weeks (two weeks ..... does she know what that is in dog terms ... forever ..... that's what it is) and I lost nearly 2 kilos in weight. You should see me now. Skin and bone Mum says. Well I can't say the same for her. I don't know what she did while I was in the slammer but she sure didn't lose 2 kilos. More like she put on 2 kilos. <b><i>Woe was me!!</i></b> <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was BEFORE the slammer. Get a load of that muscle!! A finely tuned athlete .... that was me!!</td></tr>
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I'm home again now ... thank goodness and I'm sure letting <b><i>THEM</i></b> know what I think of them. Fair dinkum ..... what were they thinking?? Now Mum wants to take over my blog and tell you all about where she's been. Hmmmmmmmph!!! Well that's not going to happen. Not tonight anyway!! I'll think about it tomorrow ...... maybe!!<br />
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Wanna run ... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-73016202026059259042017-06-09T22:27:00.001-07:002017-06-09T22:27:55.591-07:00Remember these??Do you remember this ...<br />
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Well they both grew ..... very, very, big. In fact they are both humungous. Mum didn't know where to stop on the coat. She must think I'm an elephant or something. Well not quite but she certainly thinks I'm greyhound size. She just kept knitting and knitting. It does keep me warm and there's sure room for expansion. Maybe she'll feed me lots of ice-cream just so I fit into it better. I sure hope so.<br />
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And as for Herbie ..... oh my he's like a weed. He just keeps growing and growing. He weighs almost as much as me now. AND he's famous. He does photo shoots for an advertising agency. Yes ..... Herbie!! Everyone says he's very well behaved. Could've fooled me. You should see him here. He's out of control. He's all over me like a rash. He hangs off me. I can't stand it. Mum says he LOVES me. Fair dinkum ..... if that's love you can keep it. </div>
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Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-16194534726833554712017-06-07T18:19:00.000-07:002017-06-07T18:19:13.194-07:00Crikey I've missed you!!Crikey ..... it's been FOREVER, aye? Well it sure seems like forever to me. I've missed all you blokes and sheila. Just stopping by to let you know that we are ok and hopefully we will be back in business again real soon. I have so much to tell you and I have so much to catch up on. I've been reading your posts when I can and will be back commenting again soon. I sure hope you are all well and happy. I have heard about Mr Bailey. Crikey Mr. Bailey. Stay well, aye?? I'm sure there will be others but I hope not too many. Ok ... that's it for now BUT ..... I'll be back!!!! Crikey I sound like that Arnie bloke, aye???<br />
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Crikey ...... I'm so hopeless at this stuff and I have no idea how to join a blog hop thingoe. I've tried before and it's never worked so I won't even try this time but I had to join in with some flowers for Dory. Well ...... not flowers from me. She's going to get heaps of flowers today, aye? So I though I'd show you some gardens where I know Dory will visit in her new travels. Every summer I visit these gardens and I'm going to look out for Dory. I know she'll get round to them one day. Crikey she's going to be missed, aye?? But today is Dory's day and we mustn't be sad. I'm sure she won't be. She'll be in her element ... surrounded by flowers. We will miss you Dory but every time we look at a flower we will see your beautiful smile. Always filled with love. I sure hope I spot you in one of my gardens. I'm sure I will. Visit soon, aye??<br />
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Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-67414070753116739912017-03-19T21:53:00.000-07:002017-03-19T21:53:20.222-07:00What the heck!!!What the heck is going on?? This rain stuff has gotta stop. You'd never, in 87 million years, believe what happened here this morning. We are supposed to be enjoying ourselves. Dad had to drive to Sydney to work this morning. Mum and I were going to have a quiet morning and meet up with some friends for an early luncheon later on. Dad left at 4am. It was pitch black. Who gets up at 4am? Not me, that's for sure. He was no sooner out the door than there was a long beep. I sat bolt upright in my bed. It stopped. I laid down again. 30 seconds later .... another long beep!! I sat bolt upright in bed again. This time, however, I was joined by Mum. What the heck is going on??? Every 30 seconds from there on in there was this ear splitting long beep. I was out of there. I couldn't find anywhere to escape. I was trembling and started to pant like you wouldn't believe. I had to get away. I went into the bathroom. It was as far away as I could get. I stood trembling, panting and just stared at the wall. Mum couldn't find me. I could hear her calling but ..... that noise .....<b><i> OMD!!</i></b> .... My ears!! When she found me she tried to cuddle me and take me back to bed. No way was I having any of that. She tried treats. I soon told her what she could do with those. No way was I touching them. Mum had no idea what to do. She finally brought my bed into the bathroom and I did crawl into it and I kinda settled down. I stopped panting but I was still shaking. She left me there but kept coming in to check on me from time to time. She couldn't ring anyone until 8am ... 5 whole hours (crikey, everything's happening in fives for me lately) ..... I had to put up with that beep all that time. The problem was THE RAIN!! It caused a short or something in the burglar alarm. The man on the phone told Mum how to stop it beeping. Oh the relief!! It took me about an hour after that to settle down. Mum had to coax me out of the bathroom with breakfast. Now to catch up on my beauty sleep!!<br />
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Wanna run .... but not just yet ..... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-12246389352349795762017-03-15T19:34:00.000-07:002017-03-15T19:34:03.843-07:00I survived ..... but only just!!Crikey I'm over this .... I survived .... but only just!! A break in the weather???? I could say something but it would be too rude. There <b>was</b> a break in the weather. Enough for us to get out the door, into the car, drive for 5minutes to the golf course, and walk 100 metres through a river of water before the sky opened up yet again. <br />
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She had a coat on of sorts and was carrying a big umbrella. We don't need heavy duty rain gear in Noosa so Mum's not really equipped for <b><i>COLD</i></b>, wet weather. I was <b><i>NAKED!!!!! </i></b> She expected me to chase the stupid ball .....<b><i> IN THE RAIN!!!!</i></b> Yeah ... like that's going to happen. The only way I was running was back to the car. Did she ever call me some names. <b>Wuss </b>was one of them, I recall. <b>Hmmmmmmph!! </b> We sat in the car for a while. I taught Mum a thing or two. Crikey I was busting. Mum reckons I nearly gassed her to death. She's been feeding me these new treats. Tripe!!! Crikey they're good but they do give me ... ahhhhh ... to put it nicely ..... tummy rumbles. The rain stopped again, after a bit, and off we went <b><i>AGAIN!!</i></b> I was no sooner out of the car than I did a whopper of a 'you know what'. I chased the ball, we walked and walked and I did 4 more 'you know whats'. Yep ..... you heard right!! <b><i>FOUR!!</i></b> That made 5 altogether. </div>
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Just when we got about as far away from the car as we could the sky opened up again. <b>I was off!!</b> I ran like you wouldn't believe. Straight back to the car and straight under it. It took Mum a while to get back. You should have seen her. <b><i>OMD!! </i></b> What a sorry sight. She looked as if she'd been for a swim in one of the dams. </div>
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Wanna run ... Love, Charlie. </div>
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Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-6422076107107218922017-03-14T16:56:00.001-07:002017-03-14T17:02:34.522-07:00Rain, Rain, Rain!!!Crikey ...... <b><i>WHY!!!!!!!!</i></b> We are on a road trip and it's <b><i>RAINED</i></b> nearly every day. We haven't had any rain at home for so long we almost forgot what it looked like and we go on a road trip and what do we see .....<b><i> RAIN, RAIN, RAIN!! </i></b> Yesterday and today have been the worst. The storms ..... <b><i>OMD!!!!!</i></b> I'm not usually worried by storms but you should have been in the storm we were in yesterday. I was terrified. I nearly tripped Mum over so many times trying to protect her. She had no fear and I kept trying to drag her inside. Crikey she's a handful sometimes. There was hail. I got all excited for a bit thinking it was snow but if that's what snow's like you can keep it. I got pelted by the stuff and it hurts. Thank goodness there wasn't too much of it. It wasn't raining when I woke up this morning. I went out for a pee and it's now 3pm and I haven't been outside since. Mum's tried to push me out the door but ..... <b><i>NO WAY</i></b> ... I'm not going out in that!!<br />
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<b style="font-style: italic;"> </b> Ok ... so we are trying the video again .... might work. <b style="font-style: italic;"> </b></div>
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<b><i>AND</i></b> it's cold .... must be about 14C. My ears are cold. Crikey .... my everything is cold!! Rain ...... hmmmmmmph .... who needs it??<br />
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Oh No!! Mum says there's a small break in the weather. It doesn't look like it to me. She's taking me for a run. I don't want to go. I'll tell you about it if I survive. <br />
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Wanna run ...... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6194460261368340256.post-7281850034432875462017-03-13T02:46:00.000-07:002017-03-13T02:46:34.292-07:00Get a load of this bloke!!!Crikey ..... get a load of this bloke. <b><i>He's turning into Murphy</i></b>. He's eating a chicken wing. If I were there I'd be eating more than a chicken wing. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crikey Herbie ..... it's a chook, mate ....... get it!!!</td></tr>
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Someone told our Jen that guinea fowl are good things to have on your property. They kill small snakes and they eat ticks. We have these horrible ticks where we live and snakes. Ticks kill us dog blokes. AND cats. Snakes too I guess but I reckon I'd kill a snake before it killed me. Get a tick on you though and your dead in three days. They paralyse you. Not a nice way to go I hear. Most dogs have to take medication to prevent ticks. Herbie's on medication. I'm not. I'm a bit iffy with medication. I've got real short hair and Mum reckons she'd find a tick on me before it did any damage. I s'pose she's right. She does go over me with a fine tooth comb every night but I sure don't want to get one of those tick blokes on me. I've had one so far but Mum spotted it before it even latched on. Anyway I'm digressing. Those guinea fowl blokes??? Our Jen got 3 when they were tiny, wee, babies. She was told to put 'em in with the chooks for a few weeks and then to let 'em go and they would head for the nearest tree and hang around the property for the rest of their days where they would take care of all the vermin. <b><i>Great idea thought Jen!</i></b> Well those guinea fowl had other ideas. When Jen let them go they just stayed with the chooks. Talk about good Mothers. Those chooks looked after them so well they decided they weren't going to leave home ..... <b><i>EVER!!</i></b> All they eat is chook food and they are <b><i>BIG </i></b>now. No ticks or snakes for them. Jen reckons they are keeping her broke. I've offered to help out but no-one listens to me. I wonder what guinea fowl tastes like. Has anyone tried one??<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crikey Herbie ..... I know Murphs is watching over you but ..... REALLY ..... it's not normal, mate!!</td></tr>
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Wanna run ...... Love, Charlie. Charliedownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10212403434770733660noreply@blogger.com26