Can I dig or what????

We've been going to big dog beach each afternoon instead of little dog beach.

More room to run and DIG!!  I've got heaps of beaut beach pics to show you but first ........ get a load of this ........ can I dig or what???????

Wanna run ...... Love Charlie.

Mum built me a cave!!!

How good's this?????  It's a wee bit cold at night these days and I like to sleep naked. Every time Mum wakes up at night she puts a blanket over me but was worried because I kept getting uncovered ...  SO ... she built me a cave.  I LOVE IT!!!  I still sleep in my bed next to Mum but if I wake up and I'm cold and Mum's snorin' I can just hop into my cave and I'm nice and warm. How good is that??  Am I spoilt or what?????

That little bloke with me is my Sorry Ass that dear Goose gave me. I ALWAYS sleep with him.

Well ...... I was tired, aye??

Can you blokes sleep sitting up.  I can!!

I told Goose I would always look after my Sorry Ass and I do. 

I really love him, aye??

Neat, aye??

This is my other bed, next to Mum.  Makes it hard to get in and out of bed but she doesn't mind.

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

Our Dawnie's got a new car!!

Do you all know Dawn Fraser??  She's pretty famous I guess.  We call her 'Our Dawnie' and I like her a lot.  She's a neighbour of ours. She just lives up the road a bit. She loves dogs.  She has always had GSD's and her last GSD and our Harri used to play together at little dog beach. We don't see her at the beach anymore but we do see her at her home from time to time.  She always talks to me and Mum and ALWAYS makes a big fuss of me.  We went past her house on our walk today. She's got a new car.  With a new number plate.  Pretty apt, aye??

Wanna run .... Love, Charlie.

We stayed at the best place!! Lot of pictures AGAIN!! Sorry ....

On our recent road trip we got to stay on a farm.  Crikey it was good.  Mum and Dad looked at it years ago when our Harri was alive but never got to go there and they so wanted to but thought I would be a nightmare. Have they no faith??  Anyway they decided to risk it. Mum told Dad that they had never NOT done something they wanted to do because of their dog, ever before, so why should they start now. Good thinking, Mum!!  It was a working sheep farm with a few cattle thrown in and it was BIG.  The owners were really nice people. As well as the sheep and cattle they bred cavoodles.  They had heaps of dogs.  One border collie, one kelpie, one blue heeler, 2 male poodles and 3 female cavies.  There were 2 houses on the property. The owners and their dogs lived in one and we got to stay in the other. It was the original farm house and ever so pretty. We had the whole house to ourselves. It was fully fenced but the fence wasn't very high and Mum knew I could jump over it if I wanted to and as there were sheep, chooks, rabbits, roos, possums and goodness only knows what else on the other side of the fence she was sure that jump over it I would. She could ALWAYS stop our Harri and our Lucy from doing anything. She had them so well trained. Don't know what happened to me.  Anyway she was paranoid that I would jump the fence and terrorise all the farm animals BUT ....... listen to this ...... I didn't!!  Not that I didn't want to. I just decided that I really liked this place and I sure wanted to return one day so I was Mr perfect for once. When we first got there she kept me on a VERY tight leash. Matter of fact she had two leashes on me. One attached to my harness and one attached to my collar. I do have a terrible habit of backing out of my collar or harness when the mood takes me. Mum figured with both on at once I'd be safe. We went round the whole yard and I got to see the chooks and sheep outside the fence. Dad let me get up close and personal with the sheep (still on lead of course). Mum and Dad couldn't believe how calm I was but they still weren't going to let me off the lead. That afternoon we sat outside on the verandah to watch the sun go down (with me still on lead)and the owners popped over to put the chooks away for the night.  They brought the dogs with them. One of the poodles jumped MY fence and came over toward us. I got REAL angry. Mum and Dad have NEVER seen me angry with another dog before.  I backed out of my harness and I chased that dog right back over the fence. He took off at a rate of knots. Am I brave or what??  The hide of him coming into MY YARD!!  He acted as if he owned the place. Who'd he think he was???  Mum couldn't believe her eyes. She thought I'd just jump the fence and join him and all the other dogs but no way ...... I was keeping an eye on things and no-one was going to come into my yard. No more lead for me. I could go wherever I liked in MY yard. There's no way I was leaving it for even one minute.  That poodle bloke wasn't going to get back in MY yard. No way!!!!!  Crikey I had a good time there.  Those other dogs came over every morning and every afternoon too but ..... did any of them jump the fence and get into my yard??  Well yes ...... the kelpie did the next morning ..... but I got rid of him too, the big whimp .....  and that was it. I scared 'em all off, aye?? We stayed for 6 whole days.  I sure would like to live on a farm.  I had the best time there.  Mum said we are going back again real soon. I sure hope so.

The private road in.

Nice gum trees and lots of grass.

Our first glimpse of the cottage.

A watering hole.

Where's all his mates??

As if that fence and harness and collar could keep me in, aye??

A rusty gate ..... why would anyone take a photo of that??

Running in MY yard!!

With Dad!

Just stay out THERE you blokes.  This is MY yard.

This big bloke tried to head butt me through the fence. Why does everyone want to head butt me? Miss PPP does all the time.

The chooks ..... I didn't even chase them!!  Am I a saint or what??

That's our travel car. Dad calls it the whippet bus!!

How beautiful are these blokes. I love cows.  So does Mum. She could look at 'em all day. She'd hug 'em if she could.

Lizards ...... I'm looking at lizards.

We went out one night and on the way home we saw the moon rising. It looked much more spectacular than the picture shows us.

AND on our way out early the next morning it was still there.  Can you see it??

Wanna run .... Love, Charlie.

How's this for a sunset??

Remember my sunrise at the beach the other day??  It was pretty good, aye??  BUT later that afternon .....  the sunset ...... OMD ..... was it ever good.  What'ya reckon??

Wanna run .... Love, Charlie.

The Beach!!

We went to the beach this morning.  Crikey it was a pretty morning.

We saw Billy. Billy's a Scottie. He peed on Mum's foot. AGAIN!!!  He ALWAYS pees on Mum. What's with that?? We didn't get a picture. Mum was too busy washing her foot.  You'll have to settle for these, aye??

Wanna run ..... Love, Charlie.

Getting back to normal!

We are finally getting back to normal.  The cars unpacked, the washings done and put away, we've been to the beach and caught up with all my mates so now it's time to tell you about those last three hectic days of our trip.
We finished babysitting Remi and Millie and left Jane's house to stay by ourselves for a few days before heading home. Vivid Sydney was on and Mum and Dad really wanted to see it. They went about six years ago when it first started and it was a very BIG let down. Just a few building lit up and not very well at that but NOW .... OMD ..... talk about spectacular.The photos are not going to do it justice. Mum accidentally deleted them all.

Ok so Mum didn't take this. She pinched it from google images. She took HEAPS of photos and somehow deleted most of them.  I'll show you the ones she took later.  Trust me ... the Opera house looked good but not this good.  The few lousy photos Mum managed not to delete are more real than this one.  How do they take photos that good???

Mum reckoned it was better than the fireworks on New Years Eve and believe me, on Sydney Harbour, the fireworks display is something to behold. I went too. We went on a ferry. Who knew dogs were allowed on ferries in Sydney??  Well not many people obviously because I think I was the only dog at Vivid.  We haven't been allowed on ferries for very long and the authorities do ask that we go in non-busy times but Mum and Dad really wanted to see Vivid with ME so off we went on one of the busiest nights of the year. No worries!!  No-one kicked me off the ferry and I was ever so good. Matter of fact ..... I was a BIG hit with everyone.

Crikey the ferry ride was good but once we got off I was a bit overwhelmed to say the least.  I've NEVER seen so many people in one place before. They were like ants.  Mum hates crowds but she was so engrossed with all the lights she walked around with her mouth open in awe for an hour before she realised she was surrounded by people.

This is the only one not deleted of about 87 million Mum took of the opera house.

Funny how when you accidentally delete stuff you only get left with the dregs, aye??

Sorry .... they are getting worse.  It was VIVID ...... honest!!

Crikey ......  it's getting worse!!  Mmmmmmmm .... maybe you'd best google it, aye??

I must say the light show was very impressive but after an hour of all those people I was well and truly over it.  Thank goodness so was Mum and Dad and we headed back to the ferry for a very quiet, yet colourful, trip home. The ferry trip was the best part. You could see all the lights on the buildings, bridge and opera house from the water and it was ever so pretty and more importantly ...... peaceful!!!!!  It was a good night and Mum and Dad were sooooooo proud of me.  They said my behaviour was impeccable, whatever that means.
The next night one of Mum and Dad's favourite groups was playing at a folk club in one of the suburbs of Sydney so off we went.  I thought I was going to have to stay in the car while they went and enjoyed themselves but ...... NO!!!!  surprise, surprise ..... I was allowed in.  It was just a tiny venue. Only fifty people and 1 Whippet. How good was that??  I sat in the front row and, again, I was a big hit and EVER SO GOOD!!!!!!!  The group playing was called the Wheeze and Suck Band and they are a group of older Pommie blokes, now living in Australia and they perform old Pommie songs. They are good too. A bit noisy for my ears but there was no amplification, like at some of the festivals we go to, so it wasn't too bad. The name of the folk club was The Loaded Dog so I was right at home.  I had to perform too.  After the concert EVERYONE wanted to take my photo.  Oh well .... it wasn't too bad ..... I got lots of treats.
We headed for home the next day. We always stay overnight at the same B and B in Coffs Harbour. The owners of the B and B and Mum and Dad have become very good friends over the years and the last few times we have stayed there we have all had dinner together. They've got a dog called Jack and we get on great too. We laid in front of the open fire (OMD is that ever a luxury ..... we don't have THAT at our house cause it's never that cold).

Crikey ...... the luxury!! 

Jack sat under the table and tried to look half starved so he would get scraps.  He didn't.  I'm not allowed near the table so I sat in my bed by the fire.  Crikey it was good.

We provided the drinks. They cooked the meal. Only problem was we were all enjoying ourselves so much that time slipped away and it ended up a very late night indeed which made it VERY hard to leave early the next morning. BUT leave we did. It was a very tiring trip home. We left at 7am and didn't get home till 5pm. We didn't unpack the car.  We had stopped at the shops to get some groceries. We got those out of the car and we had a quick dinner and we were in bed by 8pm.  I felt as if I could sleep for a week but I was up ready and raring to go early the next morning.  Guess where we went first up.  Yep ...... the beach.  Crikey it's good to get back to normal.

Wanna run ..... Love, Charlie.