How cute am I?

Craig and I visited 'SpaBark' today for a haircut. Jude had been saying that I was getting stinky (totally untrue) and Craig said I was looking scruffy (also not true). I thought I looked spectacular but it's too late to worry about that now. 

As you'll see below I'm now looking stupendously handsom. The ladies at SpaBark even gave me a tie! The second photo shows me trying to take it off. 

I just hope you're not too dazzled by my cuteness! 

Shopping anyone?

The humans set out early this morning for a day in the City - to have Jude's car serviced. I thought it would be a terrible day for me, home alone and sad lonely and blue! But it turned out to be a great day. Aunts Shirley and Uncle Stephen (our next door neighbours) took me out for two walks - which was fabulous! Then when the humans returned they had bought me a warm snuggly blanket for me bed. I think it's been a great day!

Beautiful morning

We took some photos while we were walking this morning which I thought you might like to see. 

This is me looking handsome! 

This is our house. 

Our favorite tree. 

Craig Lowndes 100th win

Have I ever mentioned that I don't like V8 supercars? That's because the humans pretty much completely ignore me when the races are on - they really need to get their priorities sorted out!

Anyway, the humans' favourite driver was the first person ever to achieve 100 race wins - apparently that is some sort of big deal! So congratulations to Craig Lowndes! (Does this mean we don't have to watch the races tomorrow?)

Winter is here!

Jude took me for a walk this morning and it was VERY cold. When we left the house the apparent temperature was -0.1 degrees C. Not too bad for me because I have a lovely warm fur coat, but Jude said it was cold for humans. She recently bought a knee length down coat, so she put that on, plus a woolly hat, gloves, thick socks, a scarf etc - it was a miracle that she could even walk with so many clothes on. 

We went for a bit of an adventure walk - along the edge of Lake Grenfell and up the hill to the Northern Paddock. I've never been up there before, and I found lots of great new smells. I saw some wombat holes (Jude wouldn't let me go in and check them out - mean of her don't you think? She said something about the wombats crushing me ... hah! )

We walked past a house we haven't walked past before, and the dog who lives there barked VERY crossly at me coming so close to his property. I kept Jude between him and me - not that I was nervous or anything ... I just didn't want him to be jealous of my handsomeness!

Anyway, the cool weather must have invigorated Jude because we kept walking, and walking and walking! After the first 5 kilometres or so I tried to give her the clue that I was getting tired by staring intently at every car that drove past ... but she was a bit slow on the uptake. 

The coat kept Jude quite warm - she had to unzip it and walk along with it open after a while - but it didn't keep her face warm. When we got home and inside where it was warm she got pins and needles in her face when the circulation returned - she said it felt like she'd had a massive dental injection that had worn off. I say good job for torturing me by making me walk so far!

I'm off to bed now for a good long sleep.

Woofs,

Toby

PS: This photo shows the weather a few days earlier - it was even colder that day. 

Squeaker-ectomy

Last night we almost had an emergency in the house - my friend Cow's squeaker fell out! I have no idea how this happened ... we were just playing under the table, me biting her and her squeaking (much to Craig's annoyance) when the squeaker fell out. 

Luckily Dr Jude was on hand. She assured me that a squeaker is not a vitall organ, and that with some immediate surgery Cow could be saved. With immense bravery and disregard for her own discomfort (Cow was drenched in my slobber which apprently felt disgusting) she filled the gap with some spare dacron stuffing and sewed her back up. Phew! The only question I have is, if Dr Jude is a doctor, how come she wasn't wearing surgical gloves during the procedure? 

Cow is now recovering ....  you can see by the expression on her face that she's looking forward to spending more time with me. 

Woofs, Toby