Monday, 30 June 2008



Hi Lord Bobby here,


I thought I would be kind to the Mop and get him a title, well it could not have been more appropriate if I had made it up myself. I said he was a little short house.
This is me laughing again my grumpiness seems to be fading since the Mop came, so it might not have been a bad thing after all.


I won't let him have a crown so he can have this nice blue hat He He!.









Pips Aristocratic Title is:
His Noble Excellency Pip the Incomplete of Short House-Lee
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Sunday, 29 June 2008

Bobby worn out


Hi,
Well when Brenda went driving off to her mums she did not think of me,
I am worn away walking we had to be up early then had to walk to the park,
by the time we walked round then walked back all I could think of was my bed.

Then this afternoon we walked all the way to the Park again, but at least we got a lift back so that was good. I could not believe it when he got our leads out tonight and off we went to the beach walking all the way I got enough energy to play with the Mop but I forgot we had to walk back I bet I am two
inches shorter
I am very good now I play with the Mop, his hair is growing now so he nearly looks like a Mop again



Now this is me I nearly made it onto my bed.
Little Pip did not make it to his bed he just fell asleep on his toys, he ran to them when we came in and went out like a light John has carried him to his bed now..
I have come to do my blog and then I am going to bed and if John wants to go out again he can go by his self.
Good night.



















Friday, 27 June 2008

Hi Bobby here
In a zoo in California, a mother tiger gave birth to a set of triplet tiger cubs. The cubs were born prematurely and due to their tiny size, they died shortly after birth. The mother tiger after recovering from the delivery, suddenly started to decline in health, although physically she was fine. The veterinarians felt that the loss of her litter had caused the tigress to fall into a depression. The doctors decided that if the tigress could surrogate another mother's cubs, perhaps she would improve. After checking with many other zoos across the country, the depressing news was that there were no tiger cubs of the right age to introduce to the mourning mother. The veterinarians decided to try something that had never been tried in a zoo environment. Sometimes a mother of one species will take on the care of a different species. The only orphans' that could be found quickly, were a litter of weanling pigs. The zoo keepers and vets wrapped the piglets in tiger skin and placed the babies around the mother tiger. Would they become cubs or pork chops? Take a look...you won't believe your eyes!!







Now this cat is kind, or may be its just fattening its diner up.

Thursday, 26 June 2008


Hi Bobby here, I would not like to meet this guy in an alley.
Well it has been a bad day. Jack went yesterday and had his batteries removed. So he was still sleepy this morning, as they had to use so much stuff to put him out being so fat (sorry portly).
John took us out and Jack was slower than usual mind I am not surprised he was still groggy.
When we came back , I said Oh look I have an e-mail to fill a claims form in to get my money. John would not let me fill it in he says its a con, I think he wants it himself so I will have to keep an eye on him.
If you see him spending loads of money let me know.
Well then a lady came and she has taken Jack, she is going to care for him and keep him on a diet. I will let you know how he gets on.
Then Brenda went off to Cheshire to see her mum, so now I have to look after the Mop and John.
I think John does not want me to get my money because if I was Rich people would want me, and I think he wants me really, yes that's it I am sure.




Wednesday, 25 June 2008










Hi This is big Jack at the Park we had to walk very slow and wait for him to come up, we were at the top and I was laughing because it took him so long to get up the steps. Pip said I think he is fat, John told him off he said it is rude to call him fat, he is a little over weight, then he told me off for laughing at him.
I nearly said to John are you blind he is fat, a little over weight rubbish that's fat, but I did not say it.

He also said Hazel would be very pleased to see how kind I was being to Jack as I used to really grump at him when he was with Hazel, she always said I will give you a treat if you don't grump at Jack, but I had to have a little grump at him.

I don't now, when John told me what had happened I felt sorry for him and anyway the food you get here poor thing will end up like a greyhound.
We went to the beach and Jack went and lay in the water a wave came and he got soaked then shook and nearly drowned us all.


Tuesday, 24 June 2008



Hi excited Bob here In my e-mail I got today I have won a load of money (notice Brenda is being nice to me since she found out I am in the money)
John said he had some but Brenda took care of that.
I don't know what I will do with it.
I have told Alfie Asher & Raga that we will have a big Paws party, all will be invited.
I have sent back to claim it however I don't think they know I am a dog yet,

wait until they find out I have no money to give them to claim.


I would think bobby.grumpy@gmail.com would suggest they would get nothing out of me, a few dog biscuits maybe.

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Monday, 23 June 2008






Hi Bobby here,



Pip has been going on and on for me to show him with his brother, also he is still crying over his hair cut he says he looked better before.



Now he says he is cold all the time when he goes in the sea the daft thing we would all be cold if we went in that sea and a great wave covered us. Mind it does not have to be a very big wave to cover the little short house.
Pip and his brother

Before

After, he got the little ball to cheer him up.




Sunday, 22 June 2008

Alfie and Asher




This is Alfie he has a plastic hip owing to an accident, his adoptive family have two other dogs Raga and Asher who as you can see Alfie is using her to sit on and rest his leg. They say he is a great little dog, and Asher and Alfie get on really well however Raga thinks they are both rather silly. So here is a title for you Alfie as I am allowed to bestow them.


My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Emperor Alfie the Mystical of Fishbourne Sneething
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Saturday, 21 June 2008



Jack




Hi This is Jack who's owner Hazel has sadly died in hospital on Wednesday, she had said If anything happens would John make sure Jack was taken care of, so now Jack is looking for a new home.We all knew Hazel from the Park she always had lots of treats and gave every passing dog a treat. I used to keep walking back and too so I got a lot, As you can see Jack got the lions share, he is very portly and is going to be on a diet.until his figure comes back.


We thought he had a home to go to but the old chap could not give him the exercise he will need to help him lose his weight.although Jack does not walk far at the moment as his weight is a problem.


I feel very sorry for Jack he has lost his mam and is going to be deprived of his milk shakes, big lumps of cheese,ice cream and all the great food he was getting.So he will miss Hazel very much, but I know I speak for all the dogs that go into the park when I say we will all miss you Hazel.


Good Night and God Bless.

Jack



Thursday, 19 June 2008

Heart broken



Hi, broken hearted Bobby here,
The Mop is always saying mum and dad; I said its John and Brenda. It is to you, he said, because you don’t belong here really you don’t have a proper home you don’t have a mum and dad.
But of course I have, Brenda and John are my mum and dad, its just I am older than the Mop so I am allowed to call them by their first names.
Then last night I went to bed at 2130 as usual, then very late John came up and I looked up, he said you could be going to a new home soon. I was so pleased I like new places.
I woke early this morning and when I walked into the room John was teaching the Mop how to do my blog, I said he can not do that, John said he will have to learn
If you go to a new home, what! Me, just me on my own, I thought you meant we were all going,
My little heart was pounding I really have tried to be good, if John calls me when we are out I come straight away, I only grump at some dogs, I have even been playing with the Mop. I thought John loved me now, he is always saying, aw, our little Bobby.
I did not mean to cock my leg and wee down Mary’s jeans in the park, There was a few of us there and no one saw me do it, when Mary felt it and said I think it was Bobby, John stuck up for me and said, you are blaming poor little Bobby because he is the only dog who has not got a home, they all went aww, so if that’s what it’s about, I promise I will never do it again.
I know I go on about wanting a home, but I really thought they could not let me go,because they care for me so much.
I love them both and now I am so worried about moving on with out John who seems to understand me so well.
My little heart is aching I feel like it is breaking in two, I am so frightened what is going to become of me???????

Tuesday, 17 June 2008

The scented car

Hi Lord Bobby here,
I have had the worst ride in a car that I have ever had, no it was not going down to see the corgi's and Liz.

It all started last night when Auntie Lynn asked Brenda to take two feral cats to the vets one was a Tom. Now in fairness I even heard her say after they are done they smell worse than a skunk if they spray so wrap the cage in a blanket in case it leeks out.
When Brenda came back, John, Haircut and me went out to go to the park Brenda had said nothing about a smell.

Well all I can say is Phew!!!! but that is not what John said, and it got worse when he looked back and saw haircut rolling all over the back, on its back like it was something great. John opened the windows at both sides but on the way to the park it was like one of those virus movies as we went up the road people were collapsing on to the pavement clutching there noses and throats. I was trying to stick my head out of the window as I was nearly sick but people were shouting shut those b***** windows. John and I fell out of the car, we could not get out quick enough, but the stupid Mop was still rolling all over in the back.

We had to wait at the park for the police to give us an escort home after they had warned everyone to stay indoors, they all had gas masks on I asked for one but they did not have one to fit me.

We had just got back when Lynn was on the phone to see how things had gone, she said, I did say how bad it was and to keep a blanket wrapped around the cage, the b***** blanket was disintegrated like Dracula seeing the sun. Lynn said you can try Daz to clean it, Daz I ask you it will take more than Daz if you know of something please let us know. John had the best idea he said the car smells that bad I will just have it crushed .

I lay down to have a little sleep with the smell still up my nostrils and had a nightmare it was like I was on LSD or hash there was loads of Mops all over the place and they all smelled like the car .
I am going to bed now so I hope this is just a dream and Lynn has not been for another little favour just until she finds them homes.

Sunday, 15 June 2008



Hi Bobby here I feel very grumpy today and its no wonder I live with a grumpy human it started this morning over socks. Fathers day brings socks apparently and listening in, John is going on about how can they make socks to fit feet size 6 to 13 Brenda said I don't know, now it seems usually they are 6 to 11 and even then he said its not right the heel comes above your ankle if you are size 8. Now he says the heel on these will come behind his knee, and suspenders would not go amiss.

Well we went to the park then the beach tonight and he was still going on about socks, I am just pleased I don't need them. I wish he had not got them I bet Brenda is sick of hearing about it as well, I hope he has forgot by tomorrow grumpy old human.

Friday, 13 June 2008

Grapes



Hi , This is my friend Oscar he has just been telling me about being in dog hospital because he ate a bag of grapes that his mum had bought.

The vet said he was very lucky they cause renal failure so it was a good job they caught him in time.

He was telling Pip but he took no notice because he just wants to play he is daft poor Oscar might still feel sick.


Thursday, 12 June 2008

Sorry I did not include you Ben but I was only putting dogs that John has had. If I put the dogs all the fosters have had it would be an epic movie.
Lynne said to John just think of a line of dogs that need help stretching on
forever, and sadly this is so true.
I will ask any of the people who have adopted a dog to send me a picture and a little about them and I will do another video.
e-mail brenda.taylor207@ntlworld.com

Dogs Re-homed, I still need a home

video

Wednesday, 11 June 2008






Hi, Lord Bobby here, one has had quite a nice day, one was chauffeured to the Park this morning.
I had a saunter around the grounds and met several acquaintances, of course the haircut had to accompany me.
I returned and had a lunch of chicken and ham then later went for a promenade on the sand so one was quite worn out and had 40 winks when we returned to the abode.

I have rang my friends the corgis this evening I might call next week and play in there garden with them. Lizzy always puts a good spread on. Old Toby senior Corgi told her One was on the phone I heard her yell Ah little Bobby is most welcome but not Monday I have the washing hanging out, then I have all the ironing to do Phil likes creases in his underpants.



John has just rang the Poms new owners to see how he was getting on, and it seems that it is OK, he has ignored one of the cats, the other one is keeping out of his way, but they say they will not give up.
So it looks like all is well and it wont be coming back. Phew!!!




















Monday, 9 June 2008

Pom gone



Dogs and Cats. The Pom has LEFT the building yippee!!!!

John took us all out yesterday then took the dummy sucking powder puff Bobby the Pom, (I would say Pomeranian but I can not spell it) out without us, and came back without it.
He said it had got a nice new home, if it will not chase the cats, the lady has rang he is chasing the cats.

John has told her to get a water pistol a couple of squirts stops it ,I know this to be true I used to fly at the door with gnashing teeth if someone came in. Now I don't do that anymore If I forget John just shows me the water pistol and I remember so John is happy and I love him saying good boy.
Then we went to the park and it dawned on me that its just me and Haircut silly little thing, John is testing its intelligence he put its ball and a treat on the bench to see if it could work out how to get them. I just went up to get the treat, he asked me to get his ball I said get lost short house, I just could not reach the treat , he said please get my ball Bob, Bob how dare he, Lord Bobby to you pup, no respect for my title the young of today are all the same.


Now I feel a little stupid guess who got the treat and the ball the daft thing went to the end and just walked along, why didn't I think of that. So it got the treat and its ball that made me a little grumpy.
Then it jumped down and walked away with its ball and shouted come on grumpy old man.
I am now planing my revenge I will push it in the water.




Saturday, 7 June 2008

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF MY TITLE
My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Venerable Lord Bobby the Insouciant of Midhoop St Giggleswich
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Friday, 6 June 2008

Hi Bobby here,

I have been talking to the Powder Puff or Bobby the Pom or Loofah as Ben called him, I feel quite sorry for him really, he was telling me he was rescued three years ago by a couple. They have had to give him up as they have moved into sheltered housing and they could not take him, they had tried everything but were told no.

John had gone to pick the Pom up the poor lady was breaking her heart, she was telling John how he had no fur and was full of mange when they rescued him. He was so frightened he hid shivering under the table it took a month before he began to trust them.

So the condition he is in now is a credit to them they truly were kind hearts, John said it is such a shame they could not take him to live with them.
I can not understand humans they wont let people take there beloved pets, and this couple have like an apartment not just a room so I think they could assess the pet if someone already has one.
But as you can see by my blog pictures he is happy now and loves his walks and runs so I think who ever adopts him will be very pleased with him unless you want me instead.
I will be good (promise)

Brenda took the Mop out and when she came back with it I could not believe it was him, poor thing is scalped. I think it must be a punishment for the toilet roll annihilation. I am not going to touch a toilet roll heaven knows what Brenda would do to me she likes the Mop and look whats happened to him.
I can not really call this a Mop now can I so its got to be Pip or Hair cut.

Tuesday, 3 June 2008

Hi Bobby here this picture is us all relaxing after having a good walk before Sam went, I am not on, well someone had to take the photo.
Now today it has never stopped raining John took us to the park this morning and the Mop would not walk in the rain. John carried it so then it had to walk back we were soaked I can not understand the Mop it runs into water everywhere we go but it wont walk in the rain.

John would not take the Mop when we went out this afternoon it was still raining, but the Pom was quite happy to go I was not bothered but I went to keep John happy.
The Mop must have got bored, I fell asleep John was busy upstairs Brenda was at Asda looking for bargains, John says she spends a fortune to save money. When I opened my eyes I could not believe what I saw.




I said you are in trouble now, but he did not care he ran about shaking his head sending bits all over. Then I heard Brenda come in.




I could not help looking guilty and I had nothing to do with it, the Mop tried to pretend he had not done it but he had give away signs.

One toilet roll makes a lot of small pieces when a Mop gets it , the Pom kept right out of the way.
The Mop got told off again, this is another thing I don't understand about the Mop it does not care when It gets told off Brenda was picking bits up and it was jumping all over grabbing them again daft thing.