I've been in the slammer!!

You'll never guess what THEY did to me!!  Put me in the slammer .... that's what!!  ME .... CHARLIE!!!!  YES .... 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 ME??????  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 HUGE!!!  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.  Woe was me!!

This was BEFORE the slammer.  Get a load of that muscle!!   A finely tuned athlete .... that was me!!

I was sooooo fit.  I could do ANYTHING!!  

Have you ever seen a finer looking specimen??

Crikey .... look at me now.  All legs and I couldn't raise myself even if a cat walked by.  

Woe is Skinny me!!

I'm home again now ... thank goodness and I'm sure letting THEM 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!!

Wanna run ... Love, Charlie.

Remember these??

Do you remember this ...

AND this ....

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.

Looks ok, aye?

As you can see I just LOVE wearing it ..... not!!!!

Crikey .... it's like a furnace in here. 

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.  

Look .... he's as long as Jo, almost.  

Mr Perfect at his photo shoot.  Who's he think he's fooling?  Not me that's for sure.  

Hmmmmmph!   Butter wouldn't melt in that mouth, aye??

Wanna run .... Love, Charlie.  

Crikey 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???

Wanna run ..... Love, Charlie!!