New clothes

Mum has bought me a new woolly jumper. Nice one mum, summer finally arrives and you're shopping for fleece? Apparently it's for me to take camping. Not sure what camping is but you can get cold at night, or so I'm told. It's a lovely snuggly jumper though - I just tried it on and got toasty warm. I think i'm going to put it on after walks in the future when I get a bit shivery.

Weather and jabs

I've been very unimpressed with the weather the last few days. The only good bit about it was that it made a little pond in the park that I had a great play in with Barney and Daisy. I've had to be towelled down after walkies far more often than I did in the winter. Hot Gromit has been out and about again which I got so excited about - I whimpered when I saw him getting filled up. And this was supposed to be something called summer. I've never seen a 'summer' before - apparently I'm not really seeing one now.

I had to go to the vets today for a jab for something called Rabies. It's to do with me getting a passport which means I can go 'overseas'. Cool. I like the sea. It takes months before I can travel so we're making sure I'm ready in time for next 'summer'. If we go 'overseas' apparently we might find a 'summer'.

Mini Viz Whiz

I went on a great walk with two very nice other Vizslas a couple of nights ago. They are Dexter and Ditto - Dexter is three, nearly four and Ditto is three weeks older than me. She's Troon's sister. In the pic above Ditto is on the left, Dexter is in the middle, and I'm on the right. We went to the gallops near Lambourn. I felt a bit of a city dog cos I'd not raced through a wheat field before. Ditto showed me how though - she's like a little kangaroo!

Dad is particularly good at taking pics making me look like Charlie, the biggest dog in the world. He managed to make us all look giant in this pic. Imagine if we were really this big!

The next day I had my first business meeting. I tried to be quite serious but I think that, if people aren't used to dogs, things like gently eating shoes do not go down too well. I get away with it cos I'm cute though.

Dodgy belly

I've been under the weather a bit over the weekend. It meant I had to miss the Viz Whiz in Richmond Park which I was gutted about. The only good thing about having a dodgy tum is the chicken and rice, although sometimes pasta sneaks in which I'm not too pleased about. I get live yoghurt too - real gourmet stuff.

So instead of going to Surrey for the weekend we had to stay home and do some DIY. I'm quite good at this I've found, although that gloss paint really does stick to a man's fur. My 'bedroom' got painted too - well, this is really more like 'my alcove'...but it is mine! I wanted it done in black but they had to use some coffee coloured stuff and white. Something to do with dad being an architect - the only colour allowed is white. Or obviously this coffee muck. Anyway - it is apparently a sign of me growing up that they could put a new coat of paint on things. Or at least I'm told I'd better be growing up cos they don't want to do it again in a hurry. I've already got a spattering of mud on the white bits you'll be pleased to know (don't tell them though!).

Flyball

I play a version of flyball at home which I love. I might graduate to the real thing one day. They throw a ball and it bounces off the shed into the air and I catch it and bring it back. I'm pretty good at catching - if they can throw it in a straight line and not into the nearest spiky bush of course. Mum is particularly hopeless and I'm forever having to leap into the bushes to find the ball. Anyone know where I can play flyball in Bournemouth!?

New toy

I am so loving my new American toy that I want to make sure it stays squeaky clean at all times - so just run it through the dishwasher would you? I put my order in for this specific toy after playing with Coco's in the park. Mum and dad had to trawl round several pet shops to find it - although mum said she quite enjoyed that.

Back!

I'm back from my hols and sporting a rather fetching bandana from the US of A - thanks mum and dad. Mind you it proved a bit of a hazard in the park this morning. I had a big reunion with all my pals and Barney and Monty were so excited to see me they nearly picked me up with it. I'm pretty shattered in this pic as i've been playing so much.

Apparently there are lots of cool pet shops in America but there are also lots more rules about what dogs can and can't do and where they can and can't go than there are at home. Take this water park - the perfect place for me to race about and get wet, but no dogs are allowed. Such a shame! The sprinklers in the park will have to do.

I'm looking forward to meeting my fellow bloggers again on Sunday - we're off to a 'Viz Whizz' on Ham Common. Weather forecast looks a bit rubbish though - was hoping to see them on a nice warm day not another wet and horrible one. Hey folks - are any of you on 'dogbook'? Facebook is so, well, human. This is much better.