{"id":41,"date":"2010-03-23T09:54:49","date_gmt":"2010-03-23T09:54:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/?page_id=41"},"modified":"2011-08-07T21:46:24","modified_gmt":"2011-08-07T21:46:24","slug":"arnies-diary","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/?page_id=41","title":{"rendered":"Arnie’s Diary"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Arnies<\/a><\/p>\n

5th August 2011<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ha! Good day today!\u00c2\u00a0 In fact an excellent one!<\/p>\n

Mum suddenly bundled George and me into the car and we were off.\u00c2\u00a0 I couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t work out exactly where we were going to start with but it seemed familiar and when we stopped and I was let out it all came back to me in an instant.\u00c2\u00a0 It was some years since we had been before but I wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t about to forget the adventure I had that time in a hurry and if I could just remember how I got out of that garden \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6..<\/p>\n

When I came last time it was raining and I was let out in the garden to have a wee, so I had time for a bit of private exploration, but this time it was lovely and sunny and we were all out in the garden together.\u00c2\u00a0 Mum was quite determined to keep me on my flexi-lead but her friend Lalage looked a softer touch, so I turned the full force of my will-power and charm on her and sure enough within moments she was pleading with Mum for my release, saying that as they were all outside I wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have the chance to disappear.\u00c2\u00a0 How I Smirked!\u00c2\u00a0 So anyway, Mum took off my lead,\u00e2\u20ac\u201c although I felt she did it somewhat begrudgingly.\u00c2\u00a0 She should know by now that I can look after myself.<\/p>\n

Well, Lalage offered Mum a cup of coffee and Mum turned round to ask if she could put the kettle on, by which time I had taken advantage of the opportunity to melt out of their lives for a short while.\u00c2\u00a0 I can tell you, I had a whale of a time hunting in the fields \u00e2\u20ac\u201c well they seem to call it \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcPrey Diet\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 these days according to George\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s forum, but personally I call it \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcpick-your-own\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 \u00e2\u20ac\u201c much better than the boring old stuff mum gives us<\/p>\n

Well after an appetiser of a few small mice and voles along with some VERY small shrews, I had a jolly good explore.\u00c2\u00a0 I found loads of places I hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t discovered last time, including a wonderful stream, perfect for a nice drink and a good splash around, followed by a great roll.\u00c2\u00a0 Mum is such a bore – she always makes me wash after a roll.\u00c2\u00a0 What a waste of a good ripe fragrance \u00e2\u20ac\u201c at least I could do it the right way round today and all those exciting scents could soak into my nice damp fur.\u00c2\u00a0 Soon I was steaming away gloriously in the warm sun contemplating sourcing a couple of rabbits for my main course, which I would follow up with a good sleep in a warm spot \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 ahhh for the life for a dog!<\/p>\n

Well, it was some time later when I woke up and realised all seemed rather quiet \u00e2\u20ac\u201c no lively chatter coming from the garden, or grumbling from George because he had been left behind, so decided I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d best nip back to the car and make out I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d been waiting there all the time \u00e2\u20ac\u201c only when I get there it had gone!\u00c2\u00a0 Well, experience had taught me that they would always come back for me, so I sat and waited happily enough, with my nice full tummy and still surrounded by the interesting smells coming from my coat.\u00c2\u00a0 I was just starting to ponder the wisdom of my actions when I heard the car, so I started doing my best to look as if I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d been waiting hours \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n

Mum stopped and popped me in the back, where she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d kindly put my dinner and then went to speak to her friend.\u00c2\u00a0 I have to say that I wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t very hungry at this stage, but it was kindly meant, so I did my best.<\/p>\n

On the way home Mum did have a bit of a grumble about walking miles \u00e2\u20ac\u201c and come to think of it I did see her going up and down the road a few times, but didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t realise it had anything to do with me \u00e2\u20ac\u201c and if I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m honest, I didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t hang around long enough to find out \u00e2\u20ac\u201c it really is time she learned to trust me and I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t think she meant it in the least when she said that when I hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t come back she hoped someone had taken me in. \u00c2\u00a0Bet she wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have put one of those tag things on my collar if she really wanted to get rid of me<\/p>\n

Anyway got to go now as I have a couple of dinners and a few snackerals to sleep off and my poor old tum does feel a bit tight \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n

Mmmm\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6.. I hope she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll let me run free again soon.<\/p>\n

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19.03.2011 <\/strong><\/p>\n

I hardly ever get a chance to sit on the settee with mother \u00c2\u00a0these days \u00e2\u20ac\u201c it is always monopolised by George \u00e2\u20ac\u201c who is forever trying to ingratiate himself with her \u00e2\u20ac\u201c I think she allows it as she has more control over him that way \u00e2\u20ac\u201c I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t need so much supervision!<\/p>\n

Anyway the other day I noticed she (mother) had unearthed one of the chews that I had buried under the settee and an idea came to me (an old ploy that I have used successfully in the past).\u00c2\u00a0 I picked up a chew, looked at the settee where George was lying and dropped it \u00e2\u20ac\u201c in an instant he had leapt down and went to pick it up.\u00c2\u00a0 All to quickly mother snatched it up as she doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like him giving me to hard a time (little does she know) took it away and threw it on my bed.<\/p>\n

George resumed his position and I immediately went across to my bed.\u00c2\u00a0 To mother\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s surprise instead of getting in it and making the most of having got my chew back I picked it up and walked back to the settee where I again dropped it.\u00c2\u00a0 George was on it in a flash and I was able to carry out my initial intention – I immediately jumped up and snuggled down into the warm patch on the cushions vacated by George \u00e2\u20ac\u201c while George was left standing, chew in mouth and nowhere to go which was quite funny \u00e2\u20ac\u201c though I know it is mean to gloat<\/p>\n

Mother laughed as she realised that this had been my intention in the first place.\u00c2\u00a0 She doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t always give me credit!!<\/p>\n

7th February 2011<\/strong><\/p>\n

You will never belive it – Mother has only made us write that we love her on our front page – it isn’t that we don’t but having to write it on the front page\u00c2\u00a0 … \u00c2\u00a0I ask you?<\/p>\n

1st January 2011<\/strong><\/p>\n

As ever Mother has NOT HAD THE TIME to do my typing -\u00c2\u00a0AND she sent George and me to kennels for Christmas while she went away – but she did leave us some pretty good prezzies!<\/p>\n

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Morris Men taking a break for mince-pies and mulled wine<\/p><\/div>\n

Today the Morris Men came – you would have thought it was a party in the road outside!\u00c2\u00a0 Most of the neighbours were there and lots of friends as well. Mother was rushing round with trays of mince-pies and mulled wine so George and I kept well out of the way \u00e2\u20ac\u201c better to be hanging over the fence anyway to see what was going on. \u00c2\u00a0There was a table set up just down the road and people were going and helping themselves to those lovely crispy looking pastries and my mouth was watering – it was cruel! .They told me I couldn’t have one because they had something called \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcsultanas\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 in them and that they would be harmful to me – I don’t think so!\u00c2\u00a0 But Mother has asked me to include this harmful food link <\/a><\/p>\n

7th December 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

Yesterday Mother forgot to put our food away when she gave us our dinner which meant the food cupboard wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t shut so had a quick sneaky-peak inside \u00e2\u20ac\u201c nothing really interesting but thought it might be worth investigating the bird food. There wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t much of an opening to the bag so thought I might just ease it a bit so I could get my nose in for a small sample.<\/p>\n

Somehow things got a bit out of control and the blinking stuff started gushing out onto the floor \u00e2\u20ac\u201c tried to stop it but not before it had spread itself around a bit. \u00c2\u00a0Guessed this was not going to go down to well with mother so decided it was best to try and get rid of the evidence and started to gulp it down as fast as possible. Then lay on bed looking innocent \u00e2\u20ac\u201c have had plenty of practice at this so have got it off to a fine art.<\/p>\n

Later Mother went into the kitchen and saw what she referred to somewhat ominously as ‘The Mess’.\u00c2\u00a0 She didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t seem best pleased for some reason (she should have seen it before I cleared it up!)<\/p>\n

Well this morning she asked me if I was feeling a bit seedy and laughed in a way I somehow didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t quite like – don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know why. Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t understand humans half the time.\u00c2\u00a0 As far as I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m concerned they use too many words and their body language can be pretty confusing too \u00e2\u20ac\u201c s\u00e2\u20ac\u2122pose it comes of not having proper ears and tails like us.<\/p>\n

Anyway I had a bit of a tummy ache so I was pretty pleased to get out for a poo, then a few more \u00e2\u20ac\u201c they did look a bit funny \u00e2\u20ac\u201c all speckley. Mother laughed again and said that in spring everyone would wonder where the exotic plants had come from. Huh? Humans! – I ask you?<\/p>\n

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6th<\/sup> November 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mum was RIGHT \u00e2\u20ac\u201c have been playing with the big wobbly Kong thing and if you keep knocking it around it spits out kibble \u00e2\u20ac\u201c I ask you how cool is that?<\/div>\n
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5th November 2010<\/strong><\/div>\n
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Today was my 8th Birthday<\/div>\n
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I have to say that I think the best thing about the day has been almost no fireworks! \u00c2\u00a0Probably because it was so wet and foggy no-one could see them – I could hardly see my own feet by the end of our afternoon walk – OK for George his eyes are only a few inches above his.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Friends came round this evening with a prezzy of yummy biscuits which I managed to open for myself! \u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0Then the humans all had a glass of wine, nibbles and cake, while George and I \u00c2\u00a0had peanut butter treats – so I think they may have done better out of my birthday than I did. \u00c2\u00a0Huh!<\/span><\/p>\n

Mum has bought me a big wobbly Kong ‘to make my meal times more interesting’ – sounds like pretty hard work to me but Mum says she thinks I \u00c2\u00a0will enjoy the challenge!<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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19th June 2010<\/strong><\/div>\n
\"Arnie<\/a>

Mouse 'n' me<\/p><\/div>\n

Mother \u00c2\u00a0has been to busy to help me with my diary recently but went to agility today – higher class no less – \u00c2\u00a0and she actually got her hands sorted out\u00c2\u00a0which meant I could do a\u00c2\u00a0 good round LOL (this is something Mother keeps using on the Forum she is always writing on – it means I am joking –<\/p>\n

not being big headed – but I was pretty smart!)<\/p>\n

Julia thought I was OK too – she has persuaded M. to take me to the more advanced class all the time and then she took a pic of me with her dog Mouse who is sooo cool!<\/p>\n

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10th March 2010<\/strong><\/div>\n

Today I went Tracking \u00e2\u20ac\u201c it was at Julia\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s place but Lin from Club was teaching which was pretty cool as she said \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hello Arnie\u00e2\u20ac\u009d but had to ask the names of all the rest of us \u00e2\u20ac\u201c made me feel pretty good!<\/p>\n

Anyway it was one of the scrummiest bits of training I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve ever done \u00e2\u20ac\u201c first Lin then mother had to trample down a square of grass and put food all over it before sending me to find it \u00e2\u20ac\u201c how good can that be?\u00c2\u00a0 Easy too, especially as I was watching where they put it in the first place.<\/p>\n

After doing this a few times they left food for us where they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d walked as well.\u00c2\u00a0 I swear my nose must\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve grown at least six inches.\u00c2\u00a0 Needless to say I volunteered to clear up the field afterwards, but they made me go home.<\/p>\n

Spoil-sports!<\/p>\n

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22nd March 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

Went to Club last night – what they call ‘Test Night’ – bit of a swizz really as you have to do all your work with no treats!\u00c2\u00a0 Actually I suppose that’s why it’s testing<\/p>\n

Anyway I got one of those ribbon things – blue – so Mother aws pretty pleased and gave me loads of cheese so I guess it was worth it<\/p>\n

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27th<\/sup> March 2010<\/strong><\/div>\n
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Figure of eight round cones - starting and ending on table <\/p><\/div>\n

Pretty good morning at Sandhills \u00e2\u20ac\u201c well I did OK although Mother got her hands mixed up \u00e2\u20ac\u201c had to start on the table and work round cones in a figure-of-eight with hand changes to keep me on the right side.\u00c2\u00a0 Pity Mother doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know left from right!<\/p>\n

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Arnie's alternative route<\/p><\/div>\n

Next did the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcA\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 frame \u00e2\u20ac\u201c \u00e2\u20ac\u02dceasy-peesy-lemon-squeezy\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 – and great fun looking down on everyone!<\/p>\n

Then a couple of little jumps and the tunnel \u00e2\u20ac\u201c took the opportunity to do a quick run up the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcA\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 frame – everyone thought that was pretty cool though some laughed, which I didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like, \u00c2\u00a0Mother wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t so amused \u00e2\u20ac\u201c said it was a disobedience and refused to give me treats.<\/div>\n
Mean or what!<\/div>\n
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30th <\/sup>March 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The Dogbrella<\/p><\/div>\n

The Dogbrella<\/p>\n

Wet \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 wet \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 wet<\/p>\n

Every time <\/strong>I<\/span> go out it rains \u00e2\u20ac\u201c not when George goes just me \u00e2\u20ac\u201c anyway soon I will have webbed feet but in the meantime I have invented the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcDogbrella\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 \u00e2\u20ac\u201c please note how it slopes gently at the front so as not to stop me sniffing and channels the water away to the back<\/p>\n

You can attach a lead to the\u00c2\u00a0loop on top\u00c2\u00a0\u00e2\u20ac\u201c not that I need one \u00e2\u20ac\u201c I am perfectly able to find my way home at the end of the day!\u00c2\u00a0 Though for some reason Mother doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t approve of this \u00e2\u20ac\u201c can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t understand her need for control!!<\/p>\n

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13th April 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

Back to Sandhills today with great memories of recent <\/strong>\u00e2\u20ac\u02dctracking\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 activities – got my head straight down and sniffing for cheesy trails. \u00c2\u00a0Must have missed something along the line because I suddenly noticed Mother was starting an obstacle course with one of those meaningful \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been talking to you\u00e2\u20ac\u009d looks on her face!<\/p>\n

Listening to her talking to Julia after class I think I may have blown my chances of doing any more tracking……<\/p>\n

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20th<\/sup> April 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

Let me put my head in a box or something \u00e2\u20ac\u201c everyone is talking about Britain\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Got Talent and that bloomin\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 Chandi prancing around on her back legs like that \u00e2\u20ac\u201c its nothing.\u00c2\u00a0 Even I could do it if Mother could just get her hands and feet sorted out!<\/p>\n

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29th April 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

Let off lead today – chased deer \u00e2\u20ac\u201c didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t see them, but fun looking \u00e2\u20ac\u201c then went to dig for foxes – barked for George to join me, which he did for a bit – then he went back to Mother \u00e2\u20ac\u201c the goody \u00e2\u20ac\u201cgoody!. \u00c2\u00a0After a while I thought I heard her saying \u00e2\u20ac\u0153home\u00e2\u20ac\u009d but my head was down the hole, so couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be sure \u00e2\u20ac\u201c thought best to just keep digging.<\/p>\n

Much later defo heard her \u00e2\u20ac\u201c gave a few barks to invite her to join me \u00e2\u20ac\u201c I needed some help by then as I was pretty knackered and still hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t got the fox out of its hole.<\/p>\n

Mum wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t come down \u00e2\u20ac\u201c just yelled that she had heard me, but I was to go to her (some Mothers \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6) So I went to find her \u00e2\u20ac\u201c hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t noticed how tired I was and my left shoulder was sooo sore I could hardly walk. \u00c2\u00a0George heard me first and made Mum stop and wait. \u00c2\u00a0She looked so pleased to see me and gave me loads of icy cold sausage which was yummy scrummy and did a lot to help me get back on my feet. \u00c2\u00a0Then she took me to a tiny stream, so I had a drink and lay down in it, which helped my poor shoulder.<\/p>\n

Thought I might not get home, but it started to ease with ordinary walking and when I got back she stood me in a big bucket of cold water, which helped my aching joints and sore feet \u00e2\u20ac\u201c then she wrapped me in a lovely big, warm, fluffy towel and I slept all afternoon.<\/p>\n

2nd<\/sup> May 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The Dogbrella Range<\/p><\/div>\n

Another wet day \u00e2\u20ac\u201c first in ages \u00e2\u20ac\u201c so perhaps I can get some interest in the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcDogbrella\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 at last; during the warm days I have been building up what Mother says they call the RANGE.<\/p>\n

Talking of Mother, she is being a real pain, wanting to keep me on a lead, when I can well look after myself and now she won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t let me go on Dragons\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 Den to get money to take forward the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcDogbrella\u00e2\u20ac\u2122. \u00c2\u00a0And in addition George (little Mummy\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s boy) refused to model them. \u00c2\u00a0Not that he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s really got the looks. \u00c2\u00a0To show them at their best they need to be demo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d by someone with a good physique like mine. \u00c2\u00a0Hmmm perhaps I should approach Toffee, if<\/strong> I can persuade Mother to\u00c2\u00a0apply for us to go on Dragons’ Den <\/em>\u00e2\u20ac\u201c and Jake might want to take on an outlet in France \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/p>\n

Oh dear I think I am starting to dream \u00e2\u20ac\u201c so tired today didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t even want to walk! \u00c2\u00a0Perhaps a little nap \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<\/em>.<\/p>\n

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5th August 2011 Ha! Good day today!\u00c2\u00a0 In fact an excellent one! Mum suddenly bundled George and me into the car and we were off.\u00c2\u00a0 I couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t work out exactly where we were going to start with but it seemed … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":3,"menu_order":2,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-41","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/41","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=41"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/41\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/3"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.garniesdogblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=41"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}