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.

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.

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

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!!!

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.

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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.

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.