Tuesday, March 31, 2009

My left paw

My left paw is very important. When something catches my attention, I point at it in case something else comes along to distract me. That way I can remember what I was looking at first because my left paw is still pointing at it.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Puppy of freedom

My human has finally realised what a well-balanced and mature puppy I am, and I'm getting all kinds of special privileges.

Firstly, I'm allowed to spend the day in the lounge room and kitchen, instead of being stuck in my pen in the kitchen. And I can go onto the balcony whenever I want, now that I have my own personal private entrance.

And also I'm allowed to go off-leash in the dog park and in Royal Park (I prefer to stay on my leash when we're on the normal streets, because I don't want my human straying onto the road by accident).

Here's a picture of me in the dog park, which is the Clayton Reserve across from the Lost Dogs' Home.

You can see how my front legs got shaved for the drip when I had my Operation, and now it looks like I'm wearing shorts and furry ugg boots (my human calls them ugh boots). I don't mind, I think it makes me look like Britney Spnauzer (I am still a puppy, after all).

Here's me playing with some of my friends. The Schnauzer in front of the beagle is called Spinner, and the Schnauzer behind the beagle is called Boo. Together we are the Schnauzer Triple Threat.

And here's me playing with Boo. He's a Standard Schnauzer puppy, and he's almost as big as my enormous Miniature Schnauzer cousin Bertie. Bertie's a gentle giant, except when I bite his beard - then he grabs my neck in his mouth and holds me down to the ground. As soon as he lets me go I jump up and bite him again. So I was very comfortable playing with Boo. We like to play very, very fast.

Here's a picture of me in Royal Park with my human's ball. She keeps accidentally throwing it away, so I chase it and chase it as fast as I can go, and then when I catch up to it I sit beside it to mark the spot so my human can find it again.

And here's me running and running in Royal Park.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Ingress, egress, dogress

My human has arranged for me to have a private entrance onto my balcony.

It works both ways.

I like it.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009


As a schnauzer, I love a good schnoozle (or schnozzle, in the vernacular), but unfortunately I suffer from a condition known as somn-squirmulation, or sleep slithering.

Take, for example, the pictures below. Whilst the first one looks perfectly normal, the red rug being one of my preferred sleeping locations, I actually started out on the blue bed on the right, and sleep-squirmulated my way across the floor ...

... over the rug ...

... and reversed direction.

While there is, as yet, no cure for this disease, I do the best I can to conquer it, by sleeping as much as schnauzerly possible.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Puppy Of Goodness

I am such a good puppy.

I would never wait until my human was in the shower, then break through her bag-protection system, steal a bag, open all the zip pockets, empty out the contents, find a packet of tissues, pull the tissues out and shred them.

I'm just not that kind of puppy. I prefer to hang out with my monkey.

See... just a Good Puppy and her monkey.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Moo baa neigh (woof)

Yesterday I went to the Collingwood Children's Farm with my cousins Bertie and Oliver. I was very excited, because none of the humans I know have children, and I only get to see the ones we happen to pass on the street. I wanted to look at them and observe their behaviour, so I'll know what to do when meeting them in the wild.

Unfortunately, when we got there, there were no children at all. It was the end of the day, so they'd probably already been moved into their night enclosures. But I did get to see some other animals.

This is me and my new friend Cow.

And my other cow friends, Other Cow and Other Cow (we puppies are very good at counting, by the way, we can count all the way up to our number of paws, which is two - two at the front and two at the back).

Ok, finished with cows now.

Here's me and Horse, who didn't once try to invade my personal space, unlike the ones that went trotting down my street last week. I had to bark at them very sternly to prevent them from coming into my apartment.

Me and Goatee.

Making friends with Sheepee.

It was a good long walk, and when we got back I slept and slept. I want to go back there again another time, I still want to look at all the children!